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Uhh, tales of the terrorist |
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Young, black, felonious, red-blooded American |
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Gave this b***h a taste of that lil' boy, she cherished it |
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****ed her veins up, now she shoot her foot with the h****n |
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Twinkle toes, know single hoes that like to treat they nose |
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Sending muff pics, photos that got they treat exposed |
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I swear you oughta keep your daughter from this dirtbag |
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Dog nigga, scum of the Earth, for what it's worth |
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I been handling probation well |
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Smoking blunts, 36 months and I ain't seen the jail |
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Making music that makes a meal, **** the recognition |
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But I guess my record just too reckless for the record business |
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Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas |
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Ether them in interviews |
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Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes |
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Think these niggas change they persona, then let you pick and choose |
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Eenie-miney-mo, so don't try me ho; b***h, I been a fool |
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Psychopathic whoop-ass like Michael daddy |
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Everything that touch my skin brand name, my brand new Caddy |
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Got that p***y-wet paint as I sit on the softest leather |
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I ain't tripping, joe, my ticket to heaven could cost whatever |
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I just pray the Lord don't toss me with Satan off in the cheap seats |
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Thought of dying broke with no legacy make my knees weak |
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Cause I proceed to make ends bleed, let it be grisly |
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Getting green by any means out on these mean streets |
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Uhh, tales of the terrorist |
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Felonious, red-blooded American |
