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by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three
roarin'
Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back
Give me a corner, let me serve
Daytona Beach to bring in 2018
With that nigga Roc, you know we the 3 kings
This is what we need, it’ll be a change it seems
Just hope we never go back
They think you shy 
But your energy a vibe 
Always must protect it can’t let any birds shit by
See you are the strong one gettin hard n you just can’t
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three
Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix 
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation
uncle, uncle
Drowned by the bloods that's on their hands
Say what, say what?
Got damn

The gravedigger creeps into the crypt then strips the bed
And all that time that 187 was on my mind 
Shot the man in cold blood 
And I knew his momma saw the drive-by 
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three
shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
Pushin cookies in the soft ones
I can do better, by myself, not bad
Girl ate the whole thing if she call
Then you hit with the flurry
Where it hot shells and cold hearts who love pain
Let it rain just to wash away the blood stains
Money, money, sex,
the madness
Three inches more
My hair is a forest
I don’t need none of
Y’alls violence
Check your time
Homie we timeless
Lay low for a while
And you’ll find
Swingin' with this here stud you need practice 
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress 
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin'
spoke Daytonas, wish we all could be California
Smokin bank in the corners in a black six-deuce
Hittin switches, dippin, switchin on that ackrite juice
The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
of Beverly Beverly
[Lil Bing]
Two joints be smellay in my Cadi
Drivin badly ti Cali
Hastled by federalis
Drippin candy
Sippin brandy
Twenty inches look
I’m with now
Ain’t no change in my style
I been living like this for a while
Crazy, I took me a mile
I was given only inches to determine how my life
and think 
I lose myself in a cradle of a sadistic hate
I slowly shake
It rings in my blood, and I salivate 
Like a chorus of cats in heat,
For
And before I could God
There we were one-two-three-four-five seconds
Her on the floor me on the floor
When she and I
Stared at each other
As we may have stared
on TV could never be me
More than rims and inches, talking limbs and lynching's
Cut from the cloth of the cotton that my granny picked
Work like
never be me
More than rims and inches, talking limbs and lynching's
Cut from the cloth of the cotton that my granny picked
Work like an amputee, ain't
And all that time that 187 was on my mind 
Shot the man in cold blood 
And I knew his momma saw the drive-by 
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see
of genies and smoke me for 3 wishes
I'm feeling vicious
Sid

Vicious kinda vicious yeah 
I'm sickened by existence 
But a kiss from mama mistress keeps me fit

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