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Welcome back to the Meth Lab, hah Now I'm back in that meth bag Rappers, I'm revokin' they guest pass I'm sayin' they just trash Stripes and polka dots, we just clash I'm here to issue challenge, y'all red flag No Malice, I'm just bad The Crips'll Pusha T and your head back Go slap you in your head like, 'go 'head, rap' But movin' ahead 'fact, a headshot to see where they head at That means I'm tryna get it like head scratch Get it? No head scratch Ratchets and a P-L-O head wrap These snitches, I don't know if them head tats or stitches You preach, I'ma little vicious while I'm freakin' your little misses No biscuits but I'm all in that Bisquick Hoes jump in your business Groupie dudes jump in your pictures They mother's like, 'Please, Jesus, come fix it' Lord, them built different Put hands on 'em, I'ma feel different Take the S out of skill like kill different Yeah, kill, kill-kill, kill-kill We gon' get this money 'cause the paper kill different Fuckin' game, nigga-game, nigga Letras de cancionesKill, kill-kill, kill-kill Let him kill himself 'cause the car peels different Fuckin' game, nigga-game, nigga Kill, kill-kill, kill-kill Yeah, we gon' reach the top 'cause success appeals different Fuckin' game, nigga-game, nigga Kill, kill-kill, kill-kill We gon' get this money 'cause the paper kill different Hear me out, my zeal is ill, hunnid percent Fly, cut cloth, it's like the baddest bitch in Brazil We know what it feels That's why we be composed and drill And keep our wizzes hittin' the hills Take this mill, gladly I feel a mode of hate, I'll hold you with steel Everything else we gotta build Blow a bill, facts be real Stay away from the snakes, they eels They live in swamps near the fields I be on chill, can't call it no other way Watchin' Netflix and Breakin' Bad bills Pumpin' krills back in 1980 fills FILA suits and grills Don't get caught, caught-up on the corners I'm only here to warn ya, let's just be real Feel a hustler's reign with the ambition to make a hunnid bills Stackin' money, talk to bosses Stay hun' mills', remember Chef one Blow hills, yeah Yeah, kill, kill-kill, kill-kill We gon' get this money 'cause the paper kill different Fuckin' game, nigga-game, nigga Kill, kill-kill, kill-kill Let him kill himself 'cause the car peels different Fuckin' game, nigga-game, nigga Kill, kill-kill, kill-kill Yeah, we gon' reach the top 'cause success appeals different Fuckin' game, nigga-game, nigga Kill, kill-kill, kill-kill We gon' get this money 'cause the paper kill different Louis rich, nigga It's not no mother fuckin' game, nigga We very strong over here Paid our mother fuckin' dues, nigga That's right Meth Lab, nigga Hanz Stallion Ticallion Stallion, I call him that, nigga That's a horse, that's a race horse right there, boy You know what we do, nigga Been on our Ferrari shit, nigga Been on our fuckin' motor vehicle fly shit, nigga From Letras Mania