bragging

i aint bragging nigga but i make hit Michael Jackson niggax3 t i spit bars i make beats ima out of line im out of mind im unique im out of pocket im no nerd geek across the street the party waiting for the beast he is me drugged up off poetry rollin tree i roll in they kno is P 51c i gotva sale on celery come get ur green number the same remember i stay off scene but shawty ass in them jeans mutha fucka im back under cover's the lady lover underground king discover im sippin something crippin like them botz in Compton i don't kno nothing don't ask about the kills u buggin we out here hunting i ain't wearing camouflage for nothing im on to something triple 6 i be plugging tripple bean scale how i weigh it mane n add a extra gram to get u bac i get the bag its on again