Yea Yea Yea
Wstwood
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Bitch its young wess King if finesse I got 5 hoes but I keep em in cheque Smoke so much dope I never feel stress Selling this soap And I do it the best 5 Tattoos 2 On my chest How can I sleep I got moves to digest I don't rest I need to get paid All of those hoes need to get slayed All right Oh yeah ALL right Oh yeah Oh yea All of the dawgs They gotta eat How can I fail? When I came from the streets? Why would I run I don't run from the mud? Why would I lie bitch I came from the slums Dirt on my name and face and my knees Cool ass nigga but I bring the heat Got so much heat like I ball for Miami All right Oh yeah All right Oh yeah Oh yeah Why would I run I don't run from the law They want me dead but they keep me alive I do it real Don't fantasise Drip on my cap and my suit and tie Why would I hide I don't hide from the truth Where else would I be if I'm not in the booth I got the keys but I keep it in lock Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Who do you call when you got no one left Who do you run to when you on the run Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Playing it safe then you playing it wrong I don't know how you live with yourself
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