it out Here's a penny for your thoughts, a of bliss An m-16 eighteen clips I'm all set to bust, Illustrious, homie don't us
Just ask yourself the How hoes can I fuck in one night? Just ask yourself the question, How many can I blast on sight?
I'm ferocious, and you knows nigga Bitches skirts, shake ass and bump I pop pistols, all I do I pop one at him and pop two at you I'm illusive, glock it popping activist with the key to the bucket I rip your of the side of your pants You to the side and you glance, I'm in my (? ? ? ) How the fuck you make it far? No matter you at, or who you are treat me like kareem abdul jabbar I ooh's and aah's when I jumps in my car Just from night you can tell I'm addicted to the fast life Shouts out to my homeboys mad and You go on and fuck misty, I fuck michelle
Just ask the question How many hoes can I fuck in one Just ask the question How many can I blast 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 motherfuckers fuck with us
What you do, penetrate me? Bump my crib? bust and my bitch, nigga? I never thought a nigga would Off a piece of ass that he know he could get Any day (any day) and any (any time) You'se a vegetarian (what? ), I beef, turkey and pork and chips, chips and dip Fuck it, hand me my knife and my I'm not too picky nigga, young gotti A.k.a. low ricky (what up momma? ) Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, titanic tarantula. On a creep homie, up Don't sleep homie, supposed to it Look, I'm to health, nigga, bitch, nigga ask me shit 'till you ask yourself
(dre)
What the fuck is up? man life's a You gotta put pistol to the sky, Kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be Man, you'se a motherfucking fool (speak to niggaz) I thought the way, back in the days Young, a lack on daily things Never too much, homie, never trip I got drunk as fuck, the blaze sticks out for them niggaz out to get you So (? ? ? ) to tank your pistol with you (your pistol nigga) Niggaz get in the game I cock and bust to peer, duck and frame Yo nigga, that shit sounds I did it Don't the (? ? ? ) without the (? ? ? ) Niggaz look like they're up like tired bitches With the eyes wide gone you spit the hard shit the fuck out like typhoons With the little homeboys, and cartoons don't ask me for shit Fuck everything you in, little bitch
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