1996, Pt. 2

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Ain't gotta tell em they know that I'm spazzin'
Just got to erkin' you know I ain't crashing
If you in need I deliver the package
If she at my crib you know that I'm smashin'
I see the police and I do the dash then
Give they ass the bird when I roll passed them
Roll up them fingers but no we don't pass them
If you at the top than we goin past ya
Phone been jumping just made me a sale
Had to scrape residue off of the scale
Drown in a wave you can't bust you a bail
Spent half my whole life ducking from 12
If you want anything get it yourself
Cause they gone remind ya bout when ya need help
Like 007 always moving stealth
Might scoot up and pluck yo ass right off the steps
Aye Bitch Betta get out the way
you ain't talking money then get out my face
you ain't talking cheddar don't know what to say
Don't ask where I been shit I been outer space
Been out the way
Been outta state
Been eating good get the f*ck off my plate
Been counting dough get the f*ck off my cake
Been gettin cheese like my last name was grate
Allergic to fake
Raising the stakes
Killing the snakes
Raised by the apes
I don't save hoes no I don't wear a cape
Hard dick and gum no you can't get a date
Already knew all the love was fake
I could see the shit a mile away
That's why I never had a reason to stay
We get it jumpin' bust like a bubble
Came from the bottom I came from the rubble
Hit him in his head n he do the shuffle
I think we gone need a way bigger shovel
Hardbody bitch I came from the gutter
Hit my cousin he was bundling butter
Hit the window shoot you right through the shutters
Pull up squeeze skirt right off in the shuttle
No I ain't done bitch
No I ain't done bitch
No I ain't done bitch I ain't ever stopping
Chasing this guala Im Boutadolla
Back in 06 we was popping our collars
Stomp his ass out if he ask for them problems
Can't get to you we gone tie up ya mama
Get active we don't do the internet drama
He could be dead by the end of summer
Cut off his nugget and send it to Wanda
Can't ever trip I'm too high off this ganja
Only smoke medical dope marijuana
Bitch I'm a boss so I do what I wanna
Trip out to cali come back with a bundle
You smokin' quiet we puffin on thunder
We was really riding round with a thumper
Pull up to riverside get it jumpin'
Now all you seeing is zombies and junkies
Aye bitch
Should I stir up the pot
V8 sliding bout to skirt out the lot
Talk out your neck and we aim at your top
Swear you crazy but we know that you not
I was really posted up on that block
With some dummy bags up in my socks
All a lil nigga wanted was knots
For the family put your ass in a box
Disrespecting had him ducking them shots
Send some shottas like I'm fucking with ox
Came a long way from chunkin' down rocks
Came a long way from chunkin' up rocks

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