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Yo, how did he go He out like a bitch So We just ain't talkin' you 'Cause of you'll niggas Is too
I this guy That was never fly act cool Even he tried we played rough He always When he told stories, he lied A black Who was missin' the part He had the But was the true heart we would fight He would always go quick So he karate And he got his ass kicked But now married And he kicks his ass Says it comes from he had in the past Doesn't blacks Claims he's class Joined the police, got himself a Now he rolls the And out to jack Doggin' brothers 'Cause they usually don't fight Got a white And he asked for And night Another head crack So now big man But he really shit
Yo, how did he go He out like a bitch So We just ain't 'bout you a lot of this pigs Are too
Out one night with my And new kid I didn't homeboy, but evil E did So I he was cool We in his ride Rag top on Daytons Lifted to side We hit the deep Niggas was me You could the vibe Of thick was on, some O.G shit I put my to the wall And my pistol grip All of a Niggas started Flippin', the record skippin' Wildin', started lockin' up Gats The room started up Me and he hit the And then the door My let off an automatic encore But we made it out to the ride It was gone, we had to it out Side by Punk left us to die in a ditch
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So if wonderin' Why we are at you if you thought You tell a brother got a lot of money But you don't Yo lad you know what I be I'ma you why? You act like you can But when there's a real You out that Your do it eyes, I'ma do it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you come A brother you've got back up But you really You why I wouldn't even hit you with my I'd smack that out of you I know the real