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Deep down south in da hood ******s slang |
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Hustlin' and game, tryin' ta stack some change |
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Land of the lost full of gangstas 'n' killas |
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******s all about they damn scrilla |
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Deep down south in da hood ******s slang |
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Hustlin' and game, tryin' ta stack some change |
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Land of the lost full of gangstas 'n' killas |
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******s all about they damn scrilla |
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To start it off |
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I'm the mother******' lady about her cheese |
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While you other |
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Herman Benz out there leavin' fo' free |
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Kinda quick to tell you what |
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I'm gonna get and it be true |
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At the end of the rainbow, ******, |
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I thought you knew' |
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Cuz I'm sayin' all my hustlas don't forgot |
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I'm on the green |
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Got a pocket full of money not no stones, know what |
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I mean?Don't get mad 'cuz yo ass livin' broke |
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****** that, get up off yo lazy ass |
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Get about yo ******' scratch |
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I'm chasin' |
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Franklin wit' my |
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Triple 6 thugs 'cuz we was sinners |
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I get deeper, |
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I'm still comin' up with lint |
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Livin' in a tent, some trick gotta change, it ain't the same |
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And it's plain to see |
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I ain't the same man |
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Beat a ************, |
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Rob a hoe, kick in does from doe to doe |
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Prophet posse never sloppy, clean you out from roof to flo' |
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I'm startin' to stinkin', raisin' my heartbeat to never be rich |
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Rather trade a hoe for mackers dis predemption |
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Deep down south in da hood ******s slang |
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Hustlin' and game, tryin' ta stack some change |
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Land of the lost full of gangstas 'n' killas |
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******s all about they damn scrilla |
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Deep down south in da hood ******s slang |
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Hustlin' and game, tryin' ta stack some change |
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Land of the lost full of gangstas 'n' killas |
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******s all about they damn scrilla |
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It's on, why you shakin'? |
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Whatcha wanna do? |
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I gotta 357 brand new shootin' holes through |
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******s skulls fool, let's get da ****** and drop it off |
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And count them |
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G's and smoke some cheese |
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It pays to brake the law |
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My cousin creepin' all them graded boys gonna hook us up |
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To make a grip on that white ************t that we don't see or touch |
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****** what you talkin' about? |
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We slangin', ****** |
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By any means you wanna stop the team we pull the trigga |
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Red, red, go away 'cuz a ****** wanna play |
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Leave me here, chiefin hey, standin' till the last day, you can |
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Let me wear a briefcase in my situation |
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So many smilin' faces about the devil that's in me racin' |
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Place in here's a mother****** my ****** |
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I tell ya what |
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When I was in the jail while my killa was in da cut |
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All because of this high powered, coward |
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Bustin' that |
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I heat up, musta been in love, wanna fill me with slugs |
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It's crunchy black, crunchy black on da creep, ****** |
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How you ******s out here gonna laugh and ******' giggle? |
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When I'm gettin' bigga and bigga, bigga den a ******' picture |
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Picture me in yo dreams when |
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I'm out, ta ******' getcha |
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Hit ya fo' ya dividends and fled from da ******' case |
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Don't drop no pieces so |
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I, want catch a case |
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Make a mistake in dis game and man you'll hafta pay |
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Deep in the jail cell or holy cell, never see the day |
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Deep down south in da hood ******s slang |
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Hustlin' and game, tryin' ta stack some change |
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Land of the lost full of gangstas 'n' killas |
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******s all about they damn scrilla |
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Deep down south in da hood ******s slang |
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Hustlin' and game, tryin' ta stack some change |
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Land of the lost full of gangstas 'n' killas |
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******s all about they damn scrilla |
