Apple Jacks
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โฑ๏ธ 3:47 duration
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Ayo, real ain't real no more, yo, these niggas is fake
You ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keepin' it street, fuck runnin' ya mouth
If it's war, then we talk with the heat
Hittin' off 'til you bastards dead
Watch his body collapse and push his brains to the back of his head
And you niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the street, you niggas wanna see Lex go hard
The trucks Acura crazy, heavy tux down, Dutch style
All my niggas look rich, all the bitches fuck loud
Seein' the Benzes look sizzlin', don't let it rain, daddy
That's when the rims get more busy
Hyper than shootin' at snipers, bloodbath, somethin' that laugh
Gleamin' in some luxury labs
All the while, down flicks we flash
Grabbin' bitches, blowin' in whips
Every blessin', flip up flags, I put that on my wallet
I'm great, kid with the purple tape
Flame minks, the Louis legs, diamonds in the minks
All the bank robber niggas pump eights, jewelry blast
Commission the master, stop the record, pa, switch plates, yo
Real niggas get big, fake niggas get hit
Talk about bitches, won't come to ya shit
I'm throwin' on Ballys, layin' in Denalis
On my way to Cali, fuck niggas, I respect gunplay and the stress
Ayo, real ain't real no more, yo, these niggas is fake
You ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keepin' it street, fuck runnin' ya mouth
If it's war, then we talk with the heat
Hittin' off 'til you bastards dead
Watch his body collapse and push his brains to the back of his head
And you niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the street, you niggas wanna see Lex go hard
Ayo, I sing liver than the tenth, sittin' in the V
Chokin' my hat down, everybody fly, foldin' Bricks
Once my niggas get on, it's on, I'm poppin' niggas off top
This is my yacht, stay the fuck off
Y'all ran with the Cubans, started changin' names
Nigga, listen, I started that, you need to just pass me the chain
Don't give me that "I respect ya work" bullshit, I shot the same game
Shot niggas in planes and stole niggas' wiz-es-s-s-ses
Yo, that's my ninjas, catchin' bodies a hobby
Sit back, Dula hears more, listen
Twistin', wrist glisten, slang lord, handle my position
It's to sit back and kill off fake niggas
And I swear, my ears the rear version
Don't got time to kill on every track, fuck rap, change the wheel
Kneel behind burners and burst one knee
This is me, all the kid ever wanted was more burners
Ayo, real ain't real no more, yo, these niggas is fake
You ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keepin' it street, fuck runnin' ya mouth
If it's war, then we talk with the heat
Hittin' off 'til you bastards dead
Watch his body collapse and push his brains to the back of his head
And you niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the street, you niggas wanna see Lex go hard
Do you know where you're goin' to?
Do you like the things that Lex is servin' you?
But Lex'll murder you
Do you know where you're goin' to?
Do you like the things that Lex is servin' you?
But Lex'll murder you
Niggas know who run New York, nigga
It's the niggas that's bein' seen
And puttin' the work in, man
Straight up and down, man
And I'ma tell it like I, I'ma tell ya like I been tellin' ya, nigga
Nobody can't fuck with me, man
You hear me?
On any level, man
On any level of rhymin', approachin' me, baggin' bitches
Generatin', bringin' shit to the table
Nigga, I done seen it, been there, taxed it already, nigga
IRS is on my dick, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
But straight up, man, let's get back to this heron shit, nigga
And respect my motherfuckin' mustache
And respect my nigga DJ Duro
You ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keepin' it street, fuck runnin' ya mouth
If it's war, then we talk with the heat
Hittin' off 'til you bastards dead
Watch his body collapse and push his brains to the back of his head
And you niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the street, you niggas wanna see Lex go hard
The trucks Acura crazy, heavy tux down, Dutch style
All my niggas look rich, all the bitches fuck loud
Seein' the Benzes look sizzlin', don't let it rain, daddy
That's when the rims get more busy
Hyper than shootin' at snipers, bloodbath, somethin' that laugh
Gleamin' in some luxury labs
All the while, down flicks we flash
Grabbin' bitches, blowin' in whips
Every blessin', flip up flags, I put that on my wallet
I'm great, kid with the purple tape
Flame minks, the Louis legs, diamonds in the minks
All the bank robber niggas pump eights, jewelry blast
Commission the master, stop the record, pa, switch plates, yo
Real niggas get big, fake niggas get hit
Talk about bitches, won't come to ya shit
I'm throwin' on Ballys, layin' in Denalis
On my way to Cali, fuck niggas, I respect gunplay and the stress
Ayo, real ain't real no more, yo, these niggas is fake
You ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keepin' it street, fuck runnin' ya mouth
If it's war, then we talk with the heat
Hittin' off 'til you bastards dead
Watch his body collapse and push his brains to the back of his head
And you niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the street, you niggas wanna see Lex go hard
Ayo, I sing liver than the tenth, sittin' in the V
Chokin' my hat down, everybody fly, foldin' Bricks
Once my niggas get on, it's on, I'm poppin' niggas off top
This is my yacht, stay the fuck off
Y'all ran with the Cubans, started changin' names
Nigga, listen, I started that, you need to just pass me the chain
Don't give me that "I respect ya work" bullshit, I shot the same game
Shot niggas in planes and stole niggas' wiz-es-s-s-ses
Yo, that's my ninjas, catchin' bodies a hobby
Sit back, Dula hears more, listen
Twistin', wrist glisten, slang lord, handle my position
It's to sit back and kill off fake niggas
And I swear, my ears the rear version
Don't got time to kill on every track, fuck rap, change the wheel
Kneel behind burners and burst one knee
This is me, all the kid ever wanted was more burners
Ayo, real ain't real no more, yo, these niggas is fake
You ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keepin' it street, fuck runnin' ya mouth
If it's war, then we talk with the heat
Hittin' off 'til you bastards dead
Watch his body collapse and push his brains to the back of his head
And you niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the street, you niggas wanna see Lex go hard
Do you know where you're goin' to?
Do you like the things that Lex is servin' you?
But Lex'll murder you
Do you know where you're goin' to?
Do you like the things that Lex is servin' you?
But Lex'll murder you
Niggas know who run New York, nigga
It's the niggas that's bein' seen
And puttin' the work in, man
Straight up and down, man
And I'ma tell it like I, I'ma tell ya like I been tellin' ya, nigga
Nobody can't fuck with me, man
You hear me?
On any level, man
On any level of rhymin', approachin' me, baggin' bitches
Generatin', bringin' shit to the table
Nigga, I done seen it, been there, taxed it already, nigga
IRS is on my dick, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
But straight up, man, let's get back to this heron shit, nigga
And respect my motherfuckin' mustache
And respect my nigga DJ Duro