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real I been servin' these bars, just givin' me life but I still got problem for real Better get out of my old zone, (uh) Or get put on the tombstone You
We might just catch that boy lack, (blat) He a snake I can't give him no check Tryna fuck on that ho yeah she bad All she want is my money and sex
If you wanna kill the spider then you gotta cut the legs (cut the legs) Sippin' Wockhardt out my cup, this not no set This is muhfuckin' Slicko, yeah,
Uh oh, blacked out last night again Uh oh, three new girls in the bed Bitch walked in, she was thick as hell I mean, I've seen her on the gram, but I
again Uh oh, blacked out last night again Uh oh, three new girls in the bed Bitch walked in, she was thick as hell I mean, I've seen her on the gram, but
again Uh oh, blacked out last night again Uh oh, three new girls in the bed Bitch walked in, she was thick as hell I mean, I've seen her on the gram, but
again Uh oh, blacked out last night again Uh oh, three new girls in the bed Bitch walked in, she was thick as hell I mean, I've seen her on the gram, but
Uh oh, blacked out last night again Uh oh, three new girls in the bed Bitch walked in, she was thick as hell I mean, I've seen her on the gram, but I
bring out your camera i'm too clean I got this fifty it's gonna hit you and your- (blat) I got this fifty it's gonna hit you and your- (blat) I got this
Blat Blat What? Yeah Blat Blat Woah Ha, Ha Off of this wock, i'm not tipsy I'm always rolling, calling me a 60 These blues on my body, I look like
everything you are not doing Ooh, and I've been out to get it and you mention my niggas that's suicide on them Right back to the money my nigga no we don't
nigga, BLAT! Put some respek when you mention my name You talk about killers, but you ain't no killer Pull up on you, it's game time, nigga Front
like Akon My bitch old, she grew up on Sega If I'm in New York, I'm trappin', I'm trappin' I'm trappin' straight out the bodega Talkin' shit, I might
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back) Tell me when I cash out (hah) Tell me why you ran from my mama Yeah yeah, you know I ain't scared
a dime D. Roosevelt??? DEEZ NUTS!!! Pull up on your block with my gat on your cock (BLAT BLAT) Nah, shawty such a fan, she want a signature (Yuh) Whip out
a bird Then I flipped it back Spit on my car said fuck that Then I pull out my gat And I went blat blat blat blat blat! Road rage I got really bad road
nigga's at Lotus I hit P and them I was Dom P'ed up in there You know but I found this new spot We went to the other night, yo Check it out check it
gave out of breath but I didn't lose hope I got 350 dimes, I sell 'em two for one I'm trappin' every single day because I gotta make money And if a nigga
She think she eat pussy better Than me I'm like ahhh Okay you know I got that blat Blat that blat blat blat On that purple molly with my zip about
i knock ya melon out ya fruiit bowl All my guns black i got true soul yeah and i call my coupe the black panther Blat... blat... blat thats the gat
Watch when i blow ima cop me home Put my bitch inna wagon g ride down the road Going on tour selling out shows Knowing the lyrics to all of my songs
like it's b-ball Bullet hole like a donut Bel-Air for the new crib Bel-Air for the black bottom Bel-Air my new old school Gettin' out like I'm John
Bitch this ain't luck Don't give a fuck-fuck Fuck OOU Bitch this ain't luck Don't give a fuck Runnin' it up Bitch I am blessed, yes You out here
I'm not into you I was just sippin’ on Wock' out the cup She followed me and DMed me, "What's up?" I’m a young big dog, you a pup We got them
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