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Artiste : Anti Da Menace
Titre : Telescope
Grrt, yeah, yeah, ayy, look, let me tell y´all bitch-ass niggas somethin´...
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)

Know how many died tryna say he gangster?
Get my belt, I go on and spank ´em
You can go ask Sugar, since I was young, bitch, my heart filled with anger
Creepin´ in them bushes, I got my chrome, I see nobody home
Nigga ain´t no pussy, just leave me ´lone before I bust your dome
Okay, these niggas got me on that fuck shit
Cross a line, I get ´em bust quick
Scram, bitches can´t even hit my phone, them hoes don´t make me nut quick
´Miri on my sweater, ´member times that I was just wearin´ Trukfit
Swear that I´m gettin´ better, that´s on God, you´ll never catch me dusty

That´s your main, that lil´ ho musty
It´s a setup, I can´t trust it
Switch on me, bet I bust it
Real demon, kill my cousin
Woo, he slippin´, wipe his nose
Found a lick and the ´bows
Shoot a nigga head, talkin´ ´bout broad day, even my lawyer know
Made it out the trenches, can´t believe I got this far
I been wreckin´ like every whip I get, spent a hundred K on cars
Niggas plottin´, up a half a million, Ill shit on them lil´ boys
Thought you said I wouldn´t be nothin´, I did it big, I crushed her heart
Won´t catch me slippin´, got this switchy at the gas pump

Bank account been glitchin´, I´m rich as fuck, I´ll get ´em all slumped
Nigga, the police couldn´t even stop these blicks, you better call Trump
I´m damn near a millionaire in this shit, mama mad ea don
Spend all my money on my opps, I might run out of funds
But I don´t really give a fuck, I gotta get that done
I´m talkin´ ´bout these blicks fill up a truck, I bought like eighty guns
I seen these opps makin´ them disses, I´m tryna step on one
Blaow, talkin´ ´bout want ´em dead now
Bet I catch you out of bounds
Ask about me, on my side, I filled up every spot with pounds

Put that money in the ground, talkin´ ´bout put it in the stash
Ask my mama, I´m rich as fuck, I made a fifty sellin´ bags
Haha
Brrt, bitch, come outside or somethin´
´Round my mama with that switch, she say, "Boy, you violent, son"
I´m ´posed to be up in the hills, they tryna make me slide on somethin´
Blaow