Show & A.g.

[Verse 1: A.G.]
You know we got it sewn for now
Cause I throws it down
Plus Im frozen down with a golden sound
Where that lye at?
I blow blunts backwards nigga try that
Expose these hi-hats to my raps
When my gat blow its more than just about rap
Strong hand the Giant and his fam
I doubt that, gon make cats flip with or without rap
But still make hits and shit where your mouth at?
Hows that?
Bounce the track with a rap I doubt you pack
Im straight up motherfuck yall cats is out the back
I must confess I smoke bless
Blessed to make the loot investin my troops
And holdin rests known for chest in arrest
Home alone with some dame
Name the weed Sharon cause Im Stone
I rock the five the dire
Next stop is the money train
See me in the Range then you know that the money came
[Verse 2: A.G.]
Wanna be blown retarded I got a Jones for dollars
And if you know what I know youll say "hoes hit the hardest"
Roll with known robbers but still burn scholars
With PhDs my degrees is 360
Merced off in the zero that follows the fifty
I believe I can fly even higher than these trees get me
I brought the Desert Es with me
With more clips than a bag of roaches
Im mad explosive
Keep watchin yall fowl like judges in boxin
Out foxem you better hold your head its not an option
Excel on the spot youre shell shocked I shall rock
At first it was catch and kiss now hoes catch a dick
Like 62 grams I flip quick a brick couldnt slow me down
Cause only I hold me down
Now these hoes Change Faces they wanna stroke me now
Cause they know its me but next move its get O.U.T.
[Verse 3: A.G.]
Aiyyo in Gods name I grab mics and create flames
and blaze shit leave em in amazement with basics
Face it, Im the dopest in here
Checkin for the second baddest bitch
Cause the first is who I came with
I peep the fiend to Roc Raida playin again
We got em namin like some D thats waitin a ten
You sport the ice and rock the Role, I done that
But heres a jewel a nigga once told me; run that
Its real feelin steel on ya back
Listen closely now I choke gats for shit like that
Wanna rise to the top they wanna take what we got
But Allah is the master plan on some last plot
Nigga front like my shit aint hot, I go bananas
Similar to scamas on some unidentified shit
So peep the livest
Dont sleep cause I dont like surprises
The Bronx got more stripes than tigers
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