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pj - on top of my game lyrics

[pj]
mind on a rover, shine when i wanna
girlies on my d-ck, cause i rhyme like hova
p busting, till my casket drop
ecstasy got me higher, than an astronaut
going hard like carmelo, or maybe lebron
flipping crack, like a cheerleader flip a baton
i’m a don, my lyrics leave you dazed and stunned
n-ggas thought that i was finished, but i just begun
taking trips in my jet, in my private plane
and i got more enemies, than saddam hussein
boss hogg outlawz, yo we running the game
try to stop my committee, put a hole in your brain
federalies wanna see a n-gga, locked in chains
got some k!llas on my team, that’ll pop them thangs
most n-ggas lame, and think with they d-cks
any b-tch i f-ck with, gotta have benefits
my hoes break tricks, and bring it back to me
know you suckers gon hate, but i still remain g
your team move grahams, my team move tons
my team count g’s, your team count ones
no time for sleep, i’m in a hustler zone
you wanna plot with them stones, i got a million dollar phone
all on my own, it’s me against the world
it’s a must i provide food, for my baby girl
hypnotic got me calling earl, i’m throwing up
yeah my p.o. she a trip, got me p-ssing in a cup
me broke n-gga what, i f-ck with made n-ggas
street smart wise guys, them know how to save n-ggas
i scribble on my sheet, to the very last line
like 8-ball and g, pimping my own rhyme
watch me put it down, my lyrics gon touch ya
pj b-tch, the motherf-cking rap hustler

[hook – 2x]
pj, in the do’
got my mind on my money, i ain’t playing no mo’
pj in the do’, boss hogg is the cl!ck i claim
n-ggas listen to the sh-t i bring, i’m on top of my game

[pj]
spit lyrics, that’ll burn the mic
if this rap sh-t was crack, it’ll burn your pipe
every line that i spit, yo i word it right
you lil’ boys still rookies, better earn some stripes
f-ck stars and dyk-s, puerto ricans and whites
black hoes too stupid, wanna fuss and fight
like tina and ike, b-tch i’m running the show
if your -ss don’t like it, get your sh-t and go
let a hoe be a hoe, i ain’t losing no sleep
i’m trying to get rich, f-ck playing with a freak
you n-ggas too weak, wanna cuff and chase em
like jay-z, pj replace em
numbers erase em, on my god d-mn phone
i done gave you some d-ck b-tch, now leave me alone
once again it’s on, i’m bout to step out the booth
pj the rap hustler, h-ll yeah i’m the truth

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