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you happy when your ass get rich Blow my money 'cause a bag ain't shit Got some troubles that these drugs can't fix We might struggle because life's
platinum, can't go with Burberry it hurts since A verse gets termed as the worst, but when immersed in your playlist That shit plays first, rehearse all
of them shits bloody New leather, the sweater you never can wear, judge me Profiling, posted on the ave P in Polo So silent, smoking on a bag of diesel
chick Eagle droppings, fly shit, who gon' stop him On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' Defensive linebackin' homie who gon' block 'em
enticing him Limbs relaxed, but your music pop like a Vicodin R.I.P. to the cd can't even play my hits 'Cause new computer shit without the means
Fuck it, store it in the floor conceal it in the ceiling Park them cars behind my girls house tell her she ain't see shit Nigga, we movin' like new
I was Eazy-E, I swore I was Tony Hawk Marks getting jumped over colors, some real shit Anyone fuck with us, we fuck him up real quick Move to Covina
Go on, remember that shit you was kickin' off Peace to my motherfuckin' nine Yeah I remember that old shit So are you gonna kick some of that
sellin' that cooked up 'caine bird Is a key to a mothafuckin' G bustin' caps in the mix back in 1983 So that's old school shit to me I want to live
on the water Wave to the trains Passing by Steamships and planes May never stop here again But I hope that I do Sometime If you're smokin' that shit You'd
"easy back it up" Yeah yeah yeah the Reel to Reel "easy back it up" Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo "easy back it up" Kid Capri flippin shit
Didn't give a shit about loads of that But I did give a shit about getting locked up Or get boxed up, sentenced you'll get about 4 for that Crap, you ain't
It's shit like this I kick to these rich white kids Who just might see how fucked up this sick life is Whoops I did it again, didn't I? My
Kind of hard to see att night in a house when it ain't got no lights and shit No gas or water, had to borrow H20 from my relative Man, it feels like I
blast, claimin' South East H-Town Bakin' cakes stackin' hate makin' playahaters break down If you're lookin' for an exit, cause Houston on the wreck shit
I'm the last great warrior of written lyric You can move to Polo Club bitch you still ain't gettin near it If its Bubba spittin fear it, this that shit
[Intro] These niggaz don't know who the fuck they fuckin with man On the real shit nigga, this is Thugline nigga And I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed Off
Just to ig' my 2 way, ig' the shit in the streets Just let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes Without y'all comin at me with that bull
have the zone call all red (all red) We on a area shit as small as atoms can bust yo shit that's we packs and make stacks now who you fucking with (don't
Word 'em up this is how we do that shit. Techs to your record son. Shit. Fuck that shit. Word 'em up that how we're always been. Yo check it, I
on the wall Before you talk some old muthafuckin' shit Bitch, it's whatever nigga, we in this muthafucka For the 9-9, 9's to your head ho (Mafia, mafia,
I say what I say is what I mean I talk mo shit than Muhammed Ali In a situation about makin my green First impression nigga back down
my money on hand If you don't then you gon die where you stand Surprise I'm never lettin' shit slide by Nigga either you gon come correct or you die
might know him as pullin' rank But we 'bout to do this shit We layin' the beats down real thick And I'm about to get nasty stupid with you funky hoes
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