Free Razi - 10 piece bucket with biscuits
Oakland made me, KC pays me, ten years locked up, now I'm crazy! Native blood, I’m a chief on a rampage, broke outta the cage, turn the block to a stage! Y'all lookin' like clowns in a circus car, I'm tossing tomahawks right out the bar, ha! Got the whole Midwest in my mother fucking pocket, blasting off like a ghetto-ass rocket! They say I'm goofy? Man, I'm laughing while I'm taxing your stash Took a decade of myself life, now I'm back for the cash! You a small fry, I'm a ten-piece bucket with biscuits I'm a savage, motherfucker, go and check the statistics! Yeah, they know I got the sack Always holdin' the pack Oakland grit, Native pride, leave your skull with the cracks! Did a ten-piece combo, ain't a thing you can tell me Run up on this KC boss, and it's gonna get deadly! Holla, y'heard me?! Leaving 'em gasping for air! Warrior from the street and i just dont care Okay, out the way, you nerds started it, ordered a beatdown and now you a part of it! Bullet find a home in your arteries, pardon me? You playing board games, I play with artillery! Send 'em to a sorority, wearing a dress, I'm cleaning up the city like a Native express! Leave a motherfucker wheezin' like I 0asthma pump him See me stackin' up this paper while you out here frontin' Oakland born, KC made, still reppin' the truth Spittin' straight fire every time I step in the booth (Chorus) Yeah, they know I got the sack Always holdin' the packs Oakland grit, Native pride, leave your skull with the cracks! Did a ten-piece combo, ain't a thing you can tell me Run up on this KC boss, and it's gonna get deadly! Holla, y'heard me?! Leaving 'em gasping for air! Warrior from the brid snd i just dont care Faster than a track star running from the cops! Dropping these bars like I'm dropping the ops! Ten calendars flipped, I was doing push-ups Now I'm back on the streets, causing major hiccups! KC skyline, the barbecue's smoking I choke out the industry, nah I ain't joking! Warrior spirit, I'm laughing like the Joker Poking you fakes with a hot iron poker! Step to the chief, you get left in the dust In the money and the madness is the only thing I trust
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Oakland made me, KC pays me, ten years locked up, now I'm crazy! Native blood, I’m a chief on a rampage, broke outta the cage, turn the block to a stage! Y'all lookin' like clowns in a circus car, I'm tossing tomahawks right out the bar, ha! Got the whole Midwest in my mother fucking pocket, blasting off like a ghetto-ass rocket! They say I'm goofy? Man, I'm laughing while I'm taxing your stash Took a decade of myself life, now I'm back for the cash! You a small fry, I'm a ten-piece bucket with biscuits I'm a savage, motherfucker, go and check the statistics! Yeah, they know I got the sack Always holdin' the pack Oakland grit, Native pride, leave your skull with the cracks! Did a ten-piece combo, ain't a thing you can tell me Run up on this KC boss, and it's gonna get deadly! Holla, y'heard me?! Leaving 'em gasping for air! Warrior from the street and i just dont care Okay, out the way, you nerds started it, ordered a beatdown and now you a part of it! Bullet find a home in your arteries, pardon me? You playing board games, I play with artillery! Send 'em to a sorority, wearing a dress, I'm cleaning up the city like a Native express! Leave a motherfucker wheezin' like I 0asthma pump him See me stackin' up this paper while you out here frontin' Oakland born, KC made, still reppin' the truth Spittin' straight fire every time I step in the booth (Chorus) Yeah, they know I got the sack Always holdin' the packs Oakland grit, Native pride, leave your skull with the cracks! Did a ten-piece combo, ain't a thing you can tell me Run up on this KC boss, and it's gonna get deadly! Holla, y'heard me?! Leaving 'em gasping for air! Warrior from the brid snd i just dont care Faster than a track star running from the cops! Dropping these bars like I'm dropping the ops! Ten calendars flipped, I was doing push-ups Now I'm back on the streets, causing major hiccups! KC skyline, the barbecue's smoking I choke out the industry, nah I ain't joking! Warrior spirit, I'm laughing like the Joker Poking you fakes with a hot iron poker! Step to the chief, you get left in the dust In the money and the madness is the only thing I trust
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