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I show you the technique I show you the TEC, freeze I know the effects My nigga they kept plays, want me to set screens Sort of like tech geeks, I accept My homie that bet games, havin’ his best week I’m tryna invest I might not be as street as the next but live on the next street Ho’ don’t test Stick with the red beam, Boba Fett Stick with no head, read on defense That mean the safety off and yes Even with AC, got ‘em sweatin’ Thinkin’ we ain’t even gotta say, even for KD, that’s a stretch Makin’ it seem like it’s 8 feet but the shit really 8 deep Niggas pressed, came from the same scenes And the city that gave me Gucci, Thugger and Fresh Made dreams of becomin’ the best Ain’t seem like that far of a fetch Elite and I’m R-rated like my name read unapologetic It’s a seat at the top of this shit They say me, bitch and I’m from the set 18 karat, solid gold wrist The way it freeze, you’d of thought it was It What a treesh, I’m a slobbery pit Letras de cancionesWith rabbis, bitch, I’m not finna’ sit Zone 3, bitch, I’m not from the 6 But shout out the 6, ‘cause I’m in the 6 Ain’t scared of hell, no mo’ Ain’t scared of hell, no mo’ We already here Ain’t scared of hell, no mo’ I show you the technique I show you the best speeds I show you the strengths I show you that flesh bleed I show you the wet streaks My only request is that you don’t test me If I show you the test key, you still wouldn’t best me Show respect, my horoscope said being Broke is my pet peeve and so I prevent My patna’ pop a perc and pick off a person I can spot a lurk and bitch I’m alert This choppa crop a perfect picture in person Fuck a copper, cop a pistol and murk him Cobra Kai, I kick this shit ‘til it hurt ya’ Buy my bitch a pistol before a Birkin Practice with the pencil, scribblin’ verses Tactical and skill would kill a nigga for certain I was workin’ on it when I was workin’ Used to tell me I was better off workin’ Now they tell me I look better in person Now they tell me I look better than perfect R-rated like my name read unapologetic It’s a seat at the top of this shit They say me, bitch and I’m from the set 18 karat, solid gold wrist The way it freeze, you’d of thought it was it What a treesh, I’m a slobbery pit With rabbi’s, bitch, I’m not finna’ sit Zone 3, bitch, I’m not from the 6 But shout out the 6, ‘cause I’m in the 6 Ain’t scared of hell, no mo’ Ain’t scared of hell, no mo’ We already here Ain’t scared of hell, no mo’ From Letras Mania