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drugs, smuggle, bubble Horns, dialin', speakers, subbin' Sound just like the inside of a club-bin How many times could a Conrad come so buttery? Always
the knotty-headed nigga, rollin' right Blunts by the boxes, I smuggle the chocolate thai to get me high when I ran through more niggas, than any kid that was
no red meat I like Fish Ya'll never in your life seen money I live like a Gangster From the Nineteen Twenties Smuggle bootleg liquor I shoot 'till you
him This condition when the world that they make him become Cocaine and new high tech way smuggle whole things From the control range that make radio
I'll bring some fuckin skunk The homie smuggle me across lines in a trunk Just like a bird I'm free, in a land With no fuckin extradition treaty, I'm
Hope the Coast Guard trippin', man, I hope them bitches float Know some real life niggas smuggle diamonds in the Ghost When they praying for
beats The butta kid got yet another bid to serve In groovy stew, peace to all the kids who smuggle buddha Cross the border cause it beez a remedy
fumbled the dime Winners guzzle the wine, I smuggle mine with them But he who has the whole 9 (he who has the whole 9) Will always double down and play
the train, the plane I'll smuggle, I'm nothing but trouble I'll make your money double, cook me in baking soda I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range
bitches to smuggle a bird It’s nothin’ that I’m scared of my promise Now all these niggas markin’ my word (yeah) Let the followers follow Let the followers
[who you?] I am time You can't recover me, conceal or smuggle me, Retreat or run from me, crawl up or under me, You can't do much for me besides
They think that illegal's a synonym for negro Far away places, customs agents flagrant They think the dark faces smuggle weight in they cases Bags
or smuggle me, Retreat or run from me, crawl up or under me, You can't do much for me besides serve Me well and have good dividends returned to you Or attempt
With them burn out cellys Talk crazy, sell drugs in front of Pancho Deli Crackhead chicks still smuggle babies in they belly And they pis sin
burn out cellys Talk crazy, sell drugs in front of Pancho Deli Crackhead chicks still smuggle babies in they belly And they pis sin elevators 'til
With them burn out cellys Talk crazy, sell drugs in front of Pancho Deli Crackhead chicks still smuggle babies in they belly And they pis sin
I'm crazy and I am, but every day I thrive They said a tab of this will get you there, I'm taking five I smuggle drugs and hella liquor right through
my circle, you smuggle niggas I put you on the cross and you double niggas (Double niggas) You ain't that I was touchin' her back You had me, how
the power B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops Think I'll jump on a plane And take a flight out to the Red Light And smuggle ten pounds of weed
trouble, sportin a bubble Ford azure bubble, importer smuggle, forcin a rumble Hit the blocks with a portion to double Flip and get tossed in the huddle
The mad-hatter big dick style, beware goons Smuggle balloons, lord of dooms, in fat pussy wombs Let the Gods build, pull up the grill Check out the mad skills
on the right side So I, told her "get somewhere and jump you some hoop or hop some jax with your buddies 'stead of flirtin' with folks She wanna, smuggle Gin off
things you want to flee Smuggle an ounce in a doll I cut you eyes so you can finally see That they're nothing at all Turns out there's nothing at all
Just do what you want to and it'll be okay Never smuggle no candy Can't be whatcha want to When you hafta go Down to the darkest places Yeah
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