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[Hook:] |
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Kush, drank, pills |
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American drugs, behind a foreign steering wheel |
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King of the Ghetto what they call me, cause I rule this ************ |
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I'm bout bidness, I don't participate in foolishness |
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Kush, drank, pills |
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American drugs, behind a foreign steering wheel |
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Talking down on me from a safe place, now I'm in your face |
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What you gon' do now |
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Ughhhh, my styrofoam too heavy |
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O.G. smoke, your young lungs ain't ready |
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I'm in that grey turtle top, you know the Chevy |
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Ain't nothing friendly bout what I'm hauling homie, this ************t deadly |
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Dranking a black Sprite, yeah I said a black Sprite |
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Down South ************t, y'all already know what we act like |
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The 40 and the five pointer diamonds, black keyed and black ice |
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Think I threw a dub in the strip club, last night |
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Showed up I was on dubs, at the strip club last night |
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Them hoes was like Z-Ro, come get your ************ sucked last night |
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I was like naw baby girl, appreciate ya though |
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I'm on duty right now, you know I'm chasing do' |
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Mo City mother******, you could find me there |
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I'm not a visitor, I'm home whenever I be there |
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Young people say hold up, old people say I declare |
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I already know who in your cd player, I'm in there |
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We don't ****** with that Reginald, only designer marijuana |
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Be so good, I call my hood Mo City California |
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Swisha sweet cookies, all you need is ************ butter |
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Gram and a half and a rice krispie treat, I'm a ************ lover |
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Man I'm so gone, in this ************ right now |
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Man I can't even see the stones, on my wrist right now |
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That's right my face real heavy, we done drunk about a ten |
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On my way back to the drank man house, to do it again |