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Choooooom Goodbye
Rocks nigga,
scrap with them clocks and you know,
keeping them top nigga
Ain't bout that bullshit cause,
I'm bout this issue so hip
Bustin that pistol you know,
ain't finna miss you see cause
Straight out the hood nigga, fresh off the cut
Straight out of PAT so,
holin this nut you know that
Ain't finna deal with ya,
ain't with that sneakin cause
Don't get that poppin off and,
don't leave that lickin is it
You know it's certified,
ain't with them games cause
We whoopin ass then, we takin names you see
Jump out of pens is it, jump out of lack *
Jump out with Boner cause,
he count stacks rollin And you gon see ya paper,
I'm bout his cash cause
Go get his grind on and,
he's down to mash nigga It's as hard as it go,
it's as trim as it get
They gotta ask you nigga,
know you feelin this *
But,
this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that
I'm an O to the G,
from UG to the K Put middle fingers up,
I be reppin PA
A dirty sock nigga,
one of them Texas boys Be grippin grain when you see,
whippin his Texas toys He be drippin his paint,
he be poppin his trunk He be swaggin his lanes,
he make boppers get crunk Don't get his lean on so,
don't crack a skill and Be sittin sideways cause,
hip hop the pill you see Rollin on 22's,
got 24's too,
I'm ridin with Boner cause I'm with his
foes too and I'm bout his clique nigga,
ain't bout a bitch cause You know that's the only way
that he's stayin rich nigga Give a * bout snitch,
I'm up for two in his
Don't,
ain't bout sittin in jail,
just bout sittin at home It's as hard as it go,
it's as trim as it get
They gotta ask you nigga,
know you feelin this * But,
this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that
But, this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that But,
this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that
But, this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that
He spittin raw nigga,
he spittin fire nigga He dunkin with feds cause,
life like the Y nigga
Put his own work in cause,
ain't got a high nigga Speak from my heart cause,
it's not a lie nigga
Rep for the east side and,
rep for the west But,
don't stand for foolishness cause,
put it to rest nigga
He got the medicine cause,
know that you sick and He T-B-O-N-I-N bitch cause,
don't heed a * nigga
He get gangster with it,
he put them hands on ya But,
put you on your back then,
I'll * his hand on ya
Don't call a man on ya,
he's not a hater cause,
he's like a big timer A heavy weighter nigga,
a big rim rider
A big body swagger,
a big slap glider,
a A-F-O clanger It's as hard as it go,
it's as trim as it get
They gotta ask you nigga,
know you feelin this * But,
this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that
But,
this is the king of the underground,
you can't * with that