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Heaven, living in a California cage, y'all trying to study me |
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Gangbangin' a never die, it's too much love |
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You always gonna get niggas like us, you know what I mean |
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God damn how many more motherfuckin' penatentaries y'all gonna build |
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How many jars you gonna try to put us in you know what I'm saying |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Can't none of y'all niggas fuck with none of these niggas |
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These triggas we's killas, sittin' on the porch in between legs |
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Wit a bitch French braiding my head |
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Now I leave 'em 'til they matted forearm tatted |
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What's the Connection bitch you looking at it |
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It don't stop I hit mo' licks than it takes to get to the center of a blow pop |
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And it's gonna take a miracle to drive a car this color down Imperial |
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Yeah, I got heart but ain't trying to see Marcia Clark |
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So let's wait till it get dark, so many foe's walk in my [Incomprehensible] |
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It's like the international, house of pancakes |
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All on the grass, every bitch passed |
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A first not last, when we all hit the ass |
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Doin' tricks jacked up like a six, one pussy, and thirteen dicks |
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Gangsta's don't dance we boogie, niggas run out and get ya cookie |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Who's that dumpin' out that window hoo riding |
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Nobody survives when I got my steel up |
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Throwing my shit up pulling the trigga |
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What the fuck you lookin' at nigga |
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True blue when I bust |
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Leavin' bodies hangin' like the tongue of my chucks |
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Chalk another one, homicidal in the G ride |
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I swear I'm killing every nigga standing outside |
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Letting 'em have it with my double barrel sawed off |
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I'm smoking everybody nigga bitches and all |
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Stretch 'em out in broad daylight muthafuck the witnesses |
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Eyes big as golf balls from the funny cigarette |
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As the sun frowns on my forehead |
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I sweat murder which makes me a walking dead man |
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Man bringing more bad news than shlepp rock when I bust shots |
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W.C. keep the hammer cocked |
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The gangsta, the killa, and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta, the killa, and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta, the killa, and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta, the killa, and the dope dealer |
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What's crackin' well, it's the nigga that's housin' the scene |
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I got pounds of green and birds sittin' on the triple beams |
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I put it down on and off the record my flats a double decker |
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Marble floors all checkered |
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Now what can I say every bitch I lay |
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Be pure and Bombay like Peruvian yeah |
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So I brag and I boast man I got the most, man |
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I make more deliveries than the postman |
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My homie Carlito plug me with the amigos |
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And now it's kilos five and six double zeros |
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Now what's next I'm stuck like a Kotex |
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Blindin' niggas with the buggas in my Rolex |
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With my aces OT on a regular basis |
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We got pauveted faces fightin' federal cases |
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Cause ain't nothin' reala than niggas gettin' they scrilla |
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Like a gangsta, a killa but Mack I'll be the dope deala |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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Killa county is a state, murda |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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The gangsta the killa and the dope dealer |
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Damn it's a trip, all these cameras goin' up |
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I can't go here, I can't go there |
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I feel institutionalized |
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And I'm on the street |
