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Off a beat like this, I keep a night In any stick up care, where heat might miss I chicken fry rice bitch in a white off two macks, I'm like I'm hit Yo, I'm just playin', I the crowd out Like a peppa can sprayin' I throw lightin' out the raiden Go guard your Next year I do more than Y2K
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debutant down to stripper I'm too nonchalant, a drink with four kinds of liquors Catch me at the bar, 'Fu Bar', ladies who we are And dream of fuckin' a star, who da in this man car Burnin' up, forever thrown out the club It be us Paul, out and bugged I smoke bud, a bee's ass to get a buzz I'm everything you think you don't
Yo man, I throw a 5 in the Poppa wheely with the end hittin speed bumps 40 miles per I'm out at Howard, to Baltimore Takin' change out the at shoppin' malls can only afford chuck-e-cheese The blood in my jeans is tough Buddy Lee Semi-dart off ya, blood coughin' Meth a last spark plug with a heart pump
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Call me Will, enemy I four doc run the scam New jacks studderin', the man from the upper hand Punch, atomic I hit many From bricks to South Park, you with Kenny While you bailin', I'm Rockin' hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance I walk by you better not be kickin' Or I put two more in Terriyaki chicken
You've just been for them seaman shoes This is bottom of the raps you in the back fu Fifty-two cops can't withstand the fifty-two Unless bust like fifty-two shots I'm the has that have not Battle kids at Maxwell's
Know when I'm good to the drop my name, Meth, his name's Doc Just like See me in the gran' splurgin' Drivin' with a turban who push a black Come on, we rollin' windows half through the urban law lay it down like a Persian M to the E to the F, curtain
Get out car sucker This ain't Robbed you a gun that filled with paint balls And brauds got the to act funny You a champagne ho, kool aide money Frown bitch, Doc up in town quick You down a point on NFL blitz I'm lyin', break fool and take two And put your hole in the to escape through
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