On That $trong (feat. CodeinCody)

Blood all in my fuckin face
You know that I love the taste
Put you in your fuckin place
I beat the motha fuckin case
Violence is my fuckin friend
Killing people's fuckin trends
Break all of your fuckin bones
Watch them as they fuckin bend
My head is feeling heavy while
I'm riding in my Chevy
Doing lines of blow
Off a cd of R Kelly
You see me on your telly
You feel it in your belly
Ima leave you slump
Like a sandwich at a deli

Smokin on that strong
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You smokin on some midget bitch im Smoking on exotic gas
This shit strong ass fuck i bet it puts You on ya ass
Everybody facing blunts we dont do no hit and pass
Khronic pull up to the studio we bout to Hit some dabs
Break down half an ounce and roll it in Afuckin backwood
Pack so loud it boutta wake up Everyone in ellenwood
We gon keep on workin hard we need to Make it out the hood
Im about to do everything that they Said i never could
Smoking strong
Hit the bong
I might go
Record a song
You a fraud
Im a boss
Yeah you know
I got the sauce
You not gang
Bitch get lost
Fuck with us we'll
Knock you off
Bitch its yng til death
To the top we blastin off

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