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breeze im breathen
Bucket seats reclining in
Ridiculed but never touched by any man 


1st Verse-
Black Leather lokes wrap my palms
Only remove em to give

deuces, is you gangster or coochie?
I told Dead no drive-by shootings, I want everything movin'
Feds loomin' and beef was brewin' while I'm laid up

Deuces and fours, I'm out here movin' slow (movin' slow)
Graduated up to them pints 'cause now we makin' more (more)
She said she want a cup, better be

Texas Tea, me and Deuce finna pour up
I'm takin' off, I can't go any slower
Ben Franklin's, only thing I adore
Ain't talkin' guap, then you gettin'

I'm chucking up the deuce in the face of all you bastards (Verz)
Blind them all with my aura as I move in bulletproof armor
See the magic here that I

the pitch
Striking out the side (Strike)
This luxury rides exclusive to my kind
Still striking up the deuce reppin’ that Gr716line (Verz)
Figure that figures

and exodus about to brew
I'm droppin' excrement on any nigga claim they want it with the Deuce
Swinging the Excalibur Groove is the X-factor
And this here's

movin' like a drive by
We could stack dough sky high
Listen one to five
Eighty nine tech nine it's all live
(2x)

[Ill Bill]
Yeh yeh I shot Reagan plus I

it for free

Coppin' the deuce
I like mine by the three
Fuckin' these bitches
We all had a piece

Never trip off a bitch
Cause they like the geek
Skeet

dumb)
Yeah That's Facts
You know it's facts (Suck my dick nigga)
That's Facts
Yeah Facts
Aye

It's a purge
Call up shoota on the celly
Like what the word

chuck the deuce to your interests
(Let's go)
Fuck your opinion, I got homework and stuff
My physics teacher is a babe
I gotta get that shit over and done

Woke up bummy whiskey on my breath like New
York don't love me is anybody left, shit
Hit the deli dizzy
Need the bacon, egg but hold the cheese
Saw

to the fullest like jack
Nick and freeman in that movie
Catch me out living in Miami
Willie beaming with the Louis
In my queen of some land
Still drifting by my

the deuces to the plight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And say fuck that bullshit
I'm getting fucked up tonight
Fuck that bullshit
I just wanna chill wit my homies

Yo
Since I been on the mic, I feel like I stir up the pot
These industry cock suckers never get what I got
I'll take a shot to my head and I bet you

taken up 
By rock
Some days it 
Can get active
Trying to 
Get on rapping
Investing in my 
Habits
Showing up to 
Practice
Money ain't 
Everything
But I

hardheaded bandit
Steady taking damage, it's apparent
Fucked up roxies in the cabinet
Tried to stop it, bitches can't stand me
All that actin', y'all need

Fuckin Wit a Psycho

X-Raided

Psycho Active

my head got me doing dirt
The ever deaths of the murder painted on my shirt
Is it the sisqo that's fucking up my head? (maybe)
Ain't it crunchy for

Baby Hugh Hef

Fieldy's Dreams

Rock N Roll Gangster

2002

for mutual yourse, you be the deuce
10 switches and bag, 20 inch crystals on my jag
White tv trucks for the bitches dickie sag
Don't get made because

World's Most Hated

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

bust, fuck up their flow, Yuk untouchable
Platinum make a nigga tuck his gold, Ice up his robe
My lyrics touch your soul, make bitches rush the flow
I

Piru Love

Crips, Bloods

Gangsta Lean

2013

six deuce brims will put you under.
Cabbage patch, Center Park, Harvard Park, Athens Park too.
Scottsdale, neighborhood, Hawthorne, waterfront; all

616 Rewind

Celph Titled

The Gatalog: A Collection of Chaos

Yo, first I sprinkle a verse
By adding words, rhymes
Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines
Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme
Then ima let 'em

to wait for my time
For all I ever wanted

Verse2

Boop boop
Right out the coupe deuce
Came from the hoopty proof
Gimme the loot loot
I'm Up like the roof ,

to the moon
Get high
I'm with the crew, ay
We just be rolling these blunts and we don't give a fuck, yea we smoke em' by two's, ay
I been up late in the stu