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[Intro: K-Rino] Easy mon Let me tell y'all what's about to happen First of all I got the Mo City Don The King of the Ghetto, you pick the title Then I got my homie The young South Park flame thrower Kaza up in here with me Ha, ha Oh, by the way, it's ya boy The Dead End OG K-Rino See alot of cats do what we do But they don't do it how we do it So in order for you to qualify for your G card You gotta be certified Shoutout to Klondike Kat Let's do this [K-Rino:] We pulled up five deep in the dark Lincoln Shut the party down like ya momma when she start drinking I'm bare-hugging the game it ain't no getting loose I'll leave ya sick as a gallon of two-month old chitlin juice If I aim I'm goin hit ya My shots are like ya wife when ya leave home for work I won't miss ya Some of my actions ain't psychologically sensible I'm invincible; my office is where they send the principal Your girl is tripping dude and honestly you should check her Cause right now she's on my woo-woo-woody woodpecker You play with us ya leave and you'll be on the bus this evening And when you see me you should apologize to me just for breathing I put the game down heavy like Petey Wheatstraw You're strong enough to flip a grown elephant off a see-saw Bill your juices up to try me Your ghost will be in a hospital hooked on spiritual IV [Hook:] I know they hate that we this live, cause we straight certified Many tried and got they whole mind state murderlized We was mashing out the gate and you was late to arrive Like walking in a eight-O-clock meeting at eight thirty-five [Z-Ro:] Uh, I know they goin hate though King of the ghetto what they

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