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it out
Here's a penny for thoughts, a nicklebag of bliss
An with eighteen clips
I'm all set to bust,
Illustrious, homie don't us

ask yourself the question
How hoes can I fuck in one night?
Just ask the question, nigga
How many niggaz can I on sight?

I'm ferocious, and you knows this
Bitches wear skirts, ass and bump
I pop pistols, all I do
I pop one at him and pop two at you
I'm illusive, glock it
Pistol popping activist with the key to the
I rip your of the side of your pants
You glare to the and you glance, I'm in my (? ? ? )
How the you make it this far?
No matter you at, or who you are
People treat me kareem abdul jabbar
I hear ooh's and aah's when I in my car
Just from last night you can
That I'm addicted to the life
Shouts out to my mad and quell
You go on and misty, while I fuck michelle

Just ask yourself the
How many hoes can I in one night?
Just ask the question
How many niggaz can I on sight?
Just ask the question
Is it cool to ride, or is it cool to
Just ask yourself the
I don't know why these wanna fuck with us

you wanna do, penetrate me?
Bump my crib? and fuck my bitch, nigga?
I never a nigga would trip
Off a little piece of ass that he know he get
Any day (any day) and any (any time)
You'se a vegetarian (what? ), I like beef, and pork
Fish and chips, and dip
Fuck it, hand me my and my fork
I'm not too picky nigga, kurupt young
A.k.a. low nigga (what up momma? )
Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic tarantula.
On a creep homie, up
Don't homie, supposed to know it
Look, I'm to health, nigga, bitch, nigga
Don't ask me shit 'till you ask

(dre)

What the fuck is up? man life's a
You gotta put your to the sky,
a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be cool
Man, a motherfucking fool (speak to these niggaz)
I thought the same way, back in the
Young, with a lack on things
thought too much, homie, never trip
I got drunk as fuck, the homies sticks
Look out for niggaz out to get you
So (? ? ? ) to tank your pistol with you (your pistol nigga)
get swallowed in the game
I cock and bust hollows to peer, duck and
Yo nigga, shit sounds like I did it
blaze the (? ? ? ) without the (? ? ? )
Niggaz like they're doped up like tired bitches
With the eyes wide gone you spit the boom
Wiping the fuck out like typhoons
With the little homeboys, and cartoons
Motherfucker ask me for shit
everything you believe in, little bitch

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