it out Here's a penny for your thoughts, a of bliss An m-16 with eighteen I'm all set to bust, Illustrious, don't question us
Just ask the question How many hoes can I fuck in one Just ask yourself the question, How many niggaz can I on sight?
I'm ferocious, and you knows this 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, i'ma it popping activist with the key to the bucket I rip your of the side of your pants You glare to the and you glance, I'm in my (? ? ? ) How the fuck you 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 I'm addicted to the fast life Shouts out to my homeboys mad and You go on and fuck misty, while I fuck
Just ask yourself the How hoes can I fuck in one night? Just ask the question How many can I blast on sight? ask yourself the question Is it to ride, or is it cool to fuck? Just ask the question I don't why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us
you wanna do, penetrate me? Bump my crib? bust and fuck my bitch, I never thought a nigga would Off a little piece of ass that he know he get Any day (any day) and any (any time) a vegetarian (what? ), I like beef, turkey and pork Fish and chips, and dip it, hand me my knife and my fork I'm not too nigga, kurupt young gotti A.k.a. low ricky nigga (what up ) Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic tarantula. On a creep homie, up sleep homie, supposed to know it Look, I'm to health, nigga, bitch, nigga Don't ask me 'till you ask yourself
(dre)
What the fuck is up? man a bitch You gotta put pistol to the sky, Kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be Man, you'se a motherfucking (speak to these niggaz) I thought the way, back in the days Young, a lack on daily things thought too much, homie, never trip I got drunk as fuck, the blaze sticks Look out for them out to get you So (? ? ? ) forgetting to tank your pistol with you (your nigga) Niggaz get in the game I cock and bust to peer, duck and frame Yo nigga, shit sounds like I did it blaze the (? ? ? ) without the (? ? ? ) Niggaz look like they're doped up tired bitches With the eyes gone you spit the hard boom Wiping shit the out like typhoons the little homeboys, t-bone and cartoons Motherfucker ask me for shit Fuck everything you in, little bitch
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