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i'ma black hard nigga; they call me the plastic man...
as a writer yah boy stay tighter then elastic bands;
as a hustla' i watch that dope flip like a gymnastic fan...
i'm blowin' like i hippy; tha dro in tha zippy is strong..
when i blaze in NY they smell it up in Mississippi...
tha niggas in the ghetto respect us;
they know i'm tha nigga block
who can get the glock through metal detectors...
Ma' you know how them bastard's talk...
cuz i'm in a Escalade the color of a plastic fork;
they'd rather see me in a bag that the coroner bring..
not on south beach with a pretty, flawless thing...
A blind man would have trouble ingoring my bling
i got eighty carrots on the chain & ten more on the ring;
if they try to swipe it; i'll snipe yah
have you outlined like they do the pipe...
There's No Competition;;







