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and we don't care long white socks with some Nike sandals
We some vandals really quick to set it off
Wanna go and run ya mouth well let's get it on
Eazy E

I
Don't 
Give a 
Flyin'
Fuck 
I
Ain't 
Hearin'
Whatchu 
Want
I Do 
N-E
Thing it's
Done
Gotta
Leave af
Ter I
Come
Don't jus 
Send me
Shit for
Fun

I'ma be like my dad
Playing in the sand I like fruit snacks
King of hide and seek
Yeah we don't do tag
Listen
Listen to my mommy and my daddy cuz I miss

Ayyye yo 
Ayyye yo yo 
We been burning mirrors now 
We gun have to go straight to the town
Even if I have to pound 
I’m going off so fuck the ground

man

Pull up my gun
They ain't ready
For the Crackie
With the baddie
Right by his side
Shootin' up, up, Shootin' up
Better call your daddy next time

C.R.E.A.M
Only OG's know what that means
Wu-Tang, a style, not a gang
Ch-ch, bang, bang, bang, bang
Blowing your head off with the old school slang
Level up,

the king
And right now I need a throne

Now they feelin' us hurt
Tell QuanDogg was wrong?
I'm only visibilizin' while smokin' on this strong

I'm a real

a king that ain't never fall
Falling me chasing waterfalls
Adlibs
That's right
You're the reason that
Yeah you got me
You got me
My Bible was written by

another king
them call result since who wan know whether you vote
write your name goat chop money long throat
na gun be tools no be high tech books
come who

Growin' up in Alabama
Only five feet tall
He wore blue jeans cut above his knees
And performed down by the creek
Played his gun like a harmonica
He

Wins and Losses
More money on my mind
I got to get grafting, i need more profit
Stabbed in the back by paigons
Should've known better that ain't

stages. Gold plaques and platinum
City by the sea side. Rest In Peace Nate Dogg
Impala slidin down Olive Av. Pick up Meech Dogg
Grapefruit and grey goose is

and got hit in his head
Doing em foul that's just what I meant
Cuz his soul in the sky blood on the cement
We crossing em out he got lined by his ex
And I'm

imma fly young'n 

YSL jeans and these rocks on my neck
I don't play with no hoes
Give her dick, then I dip
Puffing Cali moon rock, got exotic by the zip

stick
like a grandad
10 toes down
The whole ends knows
That you ain't no king
in the north
Streets cold fam
You'll get killed
By some niggas
You know
An I

art of war, they using euthanasia as their method

Yo, guns, hoes, and lobbyists influence our politics
They profit through the holotips, they bust out

I was born to be king
Never scared of the ring
Hear the ding 
Then it's on like a tight pair of jeans
In my genes 
Lives a kind heart savage

ya Sofapaka na kichwa maverse gwan
On e track ndo me hurun
Bread winner anachoma sana ama ndio Anakula Bans
You ask Moses.

KPLC gat me switching these

Buck Tha Devil

Da Lench Mob

Guerillas in tha Mist

1992

back
Now his name is Stucky Mack, tryin to fuck a black
In fact I got the 411, so you can buy a gun
Lench Mob's got the devil on the run, down with King

a long gun
Hop grindin' way before the alarm rung
Know it's a hit way before we record one
I'm on one, two, three, four, blunts out the face I'mma need

brilliance (wow)
Dem ah wonder how me dweet, just e stimulant (oh)
Inna world by mi self, mi ting nuh similar
Di champ, di gyal dem nutty buddy, Govi-Govi

showing up a day early to his court date
Of course cases vary
a youngin' been tasting flavors of women since Cole Stones met Ben and Jerry's
And if

bye-bye
Kicking it with my bro like I know Muy Thai
Dutch, he hit my hip, he told me to slide by
He was excited, I know it's bout white guys

I'ma need

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