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Trick or treat niggas with hoods want the goods
I feel like Robin Hood when I share it with my hoods
Don't forget, he who plays hero gets hit
the blunts lighted
I drip when I stunt they keep lying
I cannot be cheap I go buy it
Highs with the lows a reminder
We giving out smoke I’m proof writing
fair (Whatever)
They talkin' mad shit but I don't care (Whatever)
I'm chillin' at my house, kickin' back at the lair
You want smoke with me, better say
a Tesla shooting yellin nigga drive...
But I'm ...
Tryna be a nigga with a drive ..
But I'm ...
Not even a nigga who can drive...
Bow your heads...
Like
by the creek while we smoking by da creek
Niggas die for they chain cause flossing ain’t cheap
I see gold on your body, ill lay a nigga down in his
story never told
The album never sold
The only testament
A guide inside Vig Soul
Too young and too early
To sound so damn late and old
Too hot to have
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
Tony Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code
In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode
I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head
love, with your ho.
Lesson 2 tells you to do only one thing,
Act cool.
Lesson 3,
Don't be a trick. If she's poor, if she's rich,
If your game is soft
(Pimp): That nigga wasts the honey
(Pimp): All we want is the money
(Pimp 2): I keep em' bro. Wake up one morning, and, with some money
look like the ghetto (yeah)
Picture me trick, and take a loss
I'm cheap like the Chinese man with duck sauce
This Tony homey, I walk around with a big
the breeze from the Rover, the Benz
You can hear it over and over again
As I get closer and closer, then
Rolling by the pose with the blow and the dro
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Last time I checked she ain’t finish her plate [00.32.02-00.33.22]
Last time I heard she was down with a loser at a bar looking cheap guess it has
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Last time I checked she ain’t finish her plate [00.32.02-00.33.22]
Last time I heard she was down with a loser at a bar looking cheap guess it has
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
I put the helmet on my mic and tackle MC's
I break backs of fat tracks and freeze
And get up on these, and hit your knees
Trick, can do what you do,
on your side
Not with duality but by seeing morality
You'll learn to forgive and overcome
Learning the truth
Talking no concern this time
Cause we got Cern
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
to divide the way we survive
It's not unholy to live by moonlight
It's just a path with less light
Even monsters have their pride
So take your time, take your
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
Tricks, no treats
Count Dracula can suck these beats
No other monster can ever compete
Without your fear I feel incomplete
See a dime walking around
Aw Cool & Dre
I was the one who believed in you
Hahahaha
I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more wait-in outside
Roll out the red
More Than a Stab
2. I shouldn't have been born
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good I said gracias
I get along with the stars and mafia
Drink in the morning forget by the evening
I Kiss her in face of her man im just greeting
Fuck
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