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Everybody focused on this animal, |
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so one who push the envelope, the remedy the antidote |
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Mix the Henny and the Coke, |
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sell the tree and the dope, rain sleet and the snow, do we sleep? Hell no |
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Pop a tag and pull up in a Elco, |
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Bag a bitch at Elco, run up in her tailbone, |
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grindin cuz I sell mo, hotter then that hell boy |
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Fresher than an altoid, see me in them tabloids, |
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Actin like a damn fool, running from them bad boys |
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Keep a Will Smithon Wessen, |
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BIG shell out my weapon, hit you like an astroid, get high wit androids |
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I'm outta space wit this shit, |
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pass the L to Elroy. I ain't took a L boy, |
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I ain't never lost nigga. big heat on me blood. |
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Click defrost nigga. Lookin at a boss nigga. |
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Fuck you an yo boss nigga, Iron on me ever see a hunnit break off nigga. |
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[Hook:] |
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Lotta niggas don't wanna see me shine |
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I break em off one at a time (what, what) |
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Where you from nigga? (what, what) |
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All I know is... |
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(Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] |
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All I Know is... |
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(Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] |
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All I Know is... |
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Top of the morning while niggas yawnin, |
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I'm in ya bushes when no ones looking I'm on it |
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Guerilla Warfare, bananas in the regal trunk, |
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get you cerebral slumped, my shotty is the people's pump |
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Asthmetic gotta bad habit for bad bitches and black |
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fabric, Black on Black Benz that swerve through bad traffic |
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Bag back. I sip yach and leave hash ashed "Pass that |
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nigga, tryna high in this motha fucka" Thats what the homie said. |
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I rolled another one and took that bitch to the head. |
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Yeah. Then made yo bitch gimme head. |
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Didn't take much she off a half a pill in remi red. |
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Yeah. And my eyes rly red, like my flag or the 5 ball Jag. |
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Zoom past like a lightyear. 100 racks thats a light year yeah, yeah. |
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[Hook:] |
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Lotta niggas don't wanna see me shine |
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I break em off one at a time (what, what) |
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Where you from nigga? (what, what) |
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All I know is... |
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(Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] |
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All I Know is... |
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(Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] |
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All I know is... |
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Breakin niggas off like a Kit-Kat. |
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If you ain't talking no dollas nigga don't chit chat. |
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I'm in and out the set like I direct, |
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and if I come across a pound of powder Imma fluoresce. |
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Holla at ya parter of the water got the purest. |
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I ain't talking arrow head we getting dinero here. Yeah |
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California I'm the Pharaoh Head starin down the barrel |
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of a nine if you don't recognize , Boy |
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Get yo attitude set aside. I gotta team of choppers for you jealous guys. |
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Haters they don't really wanna see me shine. |
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So I hit em where it hurts when they see me ride. |
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Wit two bad bitches wit some Chinky eyes. |
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After I was in the club wit my heat inside. |
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Jay motha fuckin Rock never slippin. |
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Imma Boss I'm forever pimpin. Motha Fucka. |
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[Hook:] |
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Lotta niggas don't wanna see me shine |
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I break em off one at a time (what, what) |
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Where you from nigga? (what, what) |
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All I know is... |
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(Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] |
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All I Know is... |
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(Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] |
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All I Know is... |