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Or I'm wit someone I love to fight and rap about it till the victims come I'm filled with knowledge Questions poppin Did he peak in college
about to be insane I got enough for both I'ma do my thang One scream “Mac” and one scream “Fame” Im a big dog like a Great Dane Yo it's my pleasure but
you, oh by the way my name is E, baby" She said, "I already know my cousin done spilled her guts" Told she did some stuff in yo 1970 cut I replied, "Is
that, I'm just poppin' shit That, that's it, feel upset, bustin' by the kid Yeah yeah Fuck niggas I can't fuck wit em Fuck niggas I can't fuck wit
stay away if u a bustar ass nigga Find a nigga thats a reala playa thats a not Call us 38 hundered mutha fucka im hot Imitate u like a rash get off in yo
[tash] Smoke this blunt Yo, everybody grab a seat, welcome to smoke fest '99 I'm glad you all could make it As you can see admission was free this
a guarantee You gon be dead and gone fuckin' with DON CHiLLEONE In a city where the good die young Savages that occupy their waist with a gun, smoke weed by
like I'm already dead I turn the music up Flirt with the bitches in back ("Yo wassup?") yeah they pretty Feelin giddy off of purple kush sack Forty
got 'em like Chris Rock when he played Pookie The strip poppin', I ride for cash N' you softer then a toddler ass You could ask any cat that was
got 'em like Chris Rock when he played Pookie The strip poppin', I ride for cash N' you softer then a toddler ass You could ask any cat that was
that, I'm just poppin' shit That, that's it, feel upset, bustin' by the kid Yeah yeah Fuck niggas I can't fuck wit em Fuck niggas I can't fuck wit
Fuck You got your shit written or what? Yo Ayo I'm conflicted Fuck all that conscious shit, we hitting licks Come up off your shit, we poppin' you know
Unless you past the presence of pastors blessings I send you back to Jamaica Fuck that, I send you back to yo' maker Fuck that bitch, and smear blood
Yeah baby boy In the place (for you and yours) to be Da uh da uh, we got the uh ya'll We bout to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby Yo yo yo check it
of style like mullets Spill it from the fullest Like a palace I rule it I stay rocking these bands See me from the stands You tryna pay yo two cents But no
What you know about taste? What you know about me? Not a got damn thang You just judge by what you heard but that shit be lame Nigga fuck fame,
y'all gon' fuck around and make us all go crazy Say... [Verse 1] Yo I roll wit niggas that blow 'dro and blow holes in yo torso Deveras, mama, te digo la
VERSE 1 You watch that ass flow She watch yo cash flow Man, that b-tch so bad You don't even know Like them Amsterdam pros in the window She be
niggas run back in a hurry, yo Bumper ting bruck off and give me some honey Can't grip broad EastEnder chicks, the twins like Ronny and Roxie Run from
yo heart ? Then i sit back and think how i got better just by playin it smart Everyone in the gang gotta part I didn’t want too but it was time
overspeed by like 20, my engine sound like a plane I'm in a race for the money, you haters not in my lane I need a knot in my pocket so big it's hard
four or five bandanas on Tony Montana in they songs, living like John Gotti But you check they background, they never shot nobody They claim they from
wanna run my laps Niggas wanna come bacc round But I remember when you turned yo back All up on the gram trynna see a nigga live Niggas know my number
Hemmed up like Irv Gotti Conversation they got it Caus of a dumb nigga chirpin wanna talk about it Hey y’all dog don’t do it Ask Jamal
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