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Fuck the Cuban, they callin' to get the tennis back Already sold it, ain't no gettin' it back, ah I could teach you how to rob a rapper I could
get sore Your fellow man you must adore There's time to rob him all the more The other three hundred and sixty-four Relations, sparing no expense,
it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main Fell in love once, and I never been the same Lil Tracy, I used to rob, but I shop now Comin' up, I
out the mix I got this pressure on me My dawg depend on me My mom depend on me Got lil Shorty depending on me I got this pressure on me Pressure
lotta carats, yeah) Fuck your wife, no marriage (no marriage) Lil' Rob just hit it (Lil' Rob just hit it) Then she suck my brother (then she suck my
This is no kid and I'm no toy boy Rock, get up, get down Miuzi weighs a ton I'm a Public Enemy but I don't rob banks I
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job Boobie gave me game We used to sell dope and rob I left a stain off in Carol City My last name should
going deeper to the dark Point of no return, following the evil, running from the Lord Hatred in the heart Poison ? a nigga use to play and trade toys
neck and wrist, aye (Lil Boat) When I pull to the scene Trailed by some shooters Young rich nigga livin' wild All my niggas ruthless My diamonds
nothin' twice I came up off of shootin' dice, yeah My lil' brother ain't livin' right My sis' and 'em doin' aight My cuz and 'em still servin' life,
friends (no, no, yeah) 'Cause not many of us have them, I'm talkin' 'bout friends (let's talk about it) Not ones we can depend on (go), friends I
later, goin' hard like we used to On the dead homies On the dead homies I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga Our lil' homie Stunna
the mouthpiece of a ventriloquist When I'm talking business, I barely move my lips I don't want no suckers and counterfeits in my mix I don't want them around
front pages Young niggas catching bodies, ain't no relations I was stacking Ben Franks in Labasa, Fiji They rob you two times in a row, that's a repeat
dead folks You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh I got them pills, we call 'em illies I got the wet, I'm water whippin' I rob his
Joey, you want one? I've been runnin' off on plugs I need to rob another one I've been rubbin' off on all these niggas 'cause they steal the sauce
You do it big I do it bigger I'mma pipe your ass down I'mma young rich nigga I be blowing by the pound My eyes I can barely lift 'em I ain't nothing
Nigga almost died tryna get some weed So don't be fooled by the palm trees This Compton nigga, that 310 That 213, we on Death Row Ain't no one escape
ain't got no more emotion for these hoes I been trippin out but I'm finished now Up up in the clouds roll the windows down John Paul Gaultier mix it with
and you Lovin' all the beautiful work we've done cara mia And it's barely July If we keep on boppin' until Labor Day Li'l miz Abbie bye bye
it's still Gucci luggage I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by I like to celebrate, why? -
cold] Lil' Bizzy got stress for to peep the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna pop that bitch bitch. No . Krayzie: Now, come
it's still Gucci luggage I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by I like to celebrate, why? -
(Niggas in the hood) I'm 'bout my profit, if I rob plug, I'm the socket Run that shit up, bitch, I'm Sonic Feelin' iconic, need my dick wet, I'm
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