Gladiator Part 2 E

You've heard several versions before. But my brother revamps it and gave it another Extra spice The in good shape as are the- Lyrically producing fuel film-Musically, Instrumentally Safety systems are-Oh, Man Ten, nine, eight, I mean, we riding out To this Five, four, three, It's that Gladiator. You know. At 360. And thrash it. Let's go. Glad. Tell them other niggas get from me. More respect, it's on the shelves, they can get From me. Some of the realest niggas left to The left of me. Word. I love my right-hand men, they tear flesh from Me. Ooh, look. I ain't a betting man, but You can bet on me. Oh, yeah. my face bates, I still take time To get girly. Get girly. First couple grand, no more stress money. Oh. I'm on my Scribble and Dims smoke, niggas Will get sunny. Ah, JB, them, my niggas gladiators. Check. They mechanics with machines, you better grab Your savior. Get ferocious on a pussy nigga, Scratch your maker. How you gon' really try to Beef me with a standard razor? Fuck boy. What's the dealie? Show I'm really how Chant really went. I was popping wheelies, you was playing, he was Kidding me. Flower man. Nosy bitches, got them all up in our business. I don't tell them about my real life, but They know my Gs are vicious. All my niggas gladiators. Get money first, bitches and swagger later. We on job and on site, so don't aggravate Us. Big teeth in my swans, that's the alligator. It's 2012, them pussy niggas mad we made it. And if we ever had a problem, then the Hammer placed it. Michael million, Michael million, All my niggas gladiators. All my niggas, all my, all my niggas gladiators. All my niggas gladiators. I ain't a killer, but don't push me. Got a full clip, I ain't never been a Pussy. My ambitions as a rider, Rapping in my hoodie. For This ain't Christmas, We still wrapping up them goodies. Get it. You niggas spare man, but got chat For a girl. See, I'm the type to get The hammer, slam it on a bully. Like Yo, Show. You see me, I'm from a place where you Won't go. Only 16 and cold blood through his Post code. Now what say, Be on a trill Round here, my brudda no joke. These niggas fake fire, I don't see no smoke. Uh-uh. Bag of arms, we got the scramblers on The low pole. Check. That's for your blood diamonds and your rose gold. Come around my strip, got all type of drugs, Just pick. Got them wagons talking some shit. That stick ain't never far from our hips. That's We grew up around violence. For sure. From young, we knew about Trident. No phones when we riding. Spot a yute and just line him. All my niggas gladiators. Get money first, bitches and swagger later. We on job and on site, so don't aggravate Us. Big teeth in my swans, that's the alligator. It's 2012, them pussy niggas mad we made it. And if we ever had a problem, then the Hammer placed it. All my niggas gladiators. All my niggas, all my, all my niggas gladiators. All my niggas gladiators. Oh, man. I mean, it's trilling. It's been a pleasure. Ah, this is crazy. Kanz. Nuts, man, the Holiday Hill production. Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy. Gotta say thanks to the fans. Those who are new, do remember, follow my brudda On Twitter. That's at Youngs Teflon, You know, Kanz. Follow the movement. You know, check out the Facebooks. All of those things. Viral videos, You know. Next project's on its way, man. Work's always being done for my team, 100%. Out