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Commission

From cuttin' solid Purico to stack Fritos

Went from grams to kilos

Mac in one hand, in the other hand grands and c-notes

Game got my eyes wider than a 430 Buggy

No tellin' what the fuck I'll do for this money

Stay posted up close with killers and cut throats

The thoroughest bitches who in they pussy stuff coke

As I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda arm and hammer

Palmin' hammers

Think you crazy? Nigga, my clique's bananas

Takin' over with the mafia

Hittin' niggas for they bricks like gracias

The cockiest, it's obvious, it's me, he, who?

Confront frontin' niggas like, "You want it? Well nigga, me too"

What the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff, niggas act like they stopped

Makin' guns after they made yours

I'm sponsored by the NRA, DOA rules

Grin and stand over your coffin like, "Hey you"

Tell the devil I'm comin', keep it hot

For now I got my eyes on a billboard spot, don't stop

Die for it, take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission

Die for it, take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission

I buy and sell bricks with my nigga PD

Down with the team called BBE

Now if you want to join the team you know you must see me

Buy ya can't talk to FEDS or dick RID

It's a cold world baby boy, fuck it, I'm colder

Animals on my back keep my warm, my armor

Frank Lucas persona, warmin' coke up in the sauna

Let me warn ya, trip against my team you's a goner

Infact it's drastic

A couple million in the mattress

With a safe dick I say fuck taxes

Rather endulge in duct tape pig tie tactics

Crime pays, nigga, nine-hundred and ninety-nine ways

My destiny's vague, will I survive or blow trial?

Lay shot up, Puff cryin' in denial

While my enemies smile, buried in style, Gucci suits and cufflings

Sneakin' drugs through Heavens customs

Die for it, take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission

Pop, pop, pop, warning shot, who's to blame

Shyne mothafucka, don't forget the name

Stretch the Caine, to cop the house and the plane

'Til my massacre, slain

Brains hang from the window of my Range

Fuck the FEDS, two green and one red

Firm tight, hold the dice in this game of life

Aces suffice

Paper's a must

Fallen Angels and Angel dust

My team do dirt to avoid layin' in the dust

Million dollar portraits in my fortress of course it's Po

Bloodstainin', aeroplanin', four hundred horses slow

Platinum cable, round table, so all the bosses know

I'm takin' over

'Cause they coke got too much bakin' soda

They say, money ain't everything

You fuckin' right nigga, it's the only thing

In God we trust, the Holy thing

I look into my enemy's eye

Let 'em know you play fly you go out Kennedy style

Die for it, take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission

Die for it, take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin', rather swim with the fish'n'

Mothafucka respect it, the commission

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