K9LLUM9NAT9
SAM9
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I got spiritual pistol locked and loaded in my mental That be shoot'n to unify every hood, slum and ghetto Our ghosts supposed to live forever, we was never mortal But a nigga still addicted to these motherfuckin' pesos All blue strips mean only Benjamins Brodie killed the whole pint, extra collar greens A billion dollar dreams yet On the block still What's on the menu? Red or blue pill... (Blood spill) Yea they wanna lock my me up Cus they don't want the 9 around I'm a desert kid A different moor, bitch I made the vow And I know I can't ask my niggas To put them choppas down I would have to make them bullets Fly the other way around (Bitch) Now my voice all gone last night we was wilding Ménage a trois in her momma house, we wasn't silent Damn I still remember when I used to lie about pussy I wasn't honest... Grown ass nigga, c la vie Make sure you get what you need They reach boy we teach They don't know the streets I need my rings I'm feeling like I'm A.I Finna penetrate and cause damage from the inside
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