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Yeah, crown, top down as I cruise with a bad ho Yeah, I-9, Chicago I got the and the pussy, but the money on my mind though I got a line on the pack A hundred thangs on the scale, motherfucker, can you buy She pop the pussy and that And suck a dick as I get and listen to Do or Die rap Freddie Kane, young I been off the band wit' the of the strong Nigga gettin' paid from the shit I record Here, My Lord, wit' the when a nigga came home my nigga we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', it's all the same Druggin' and still thuggin', it's all a Real nigga to cash out I need my on my cars when I pull them bitches off the lot the cops, cop the drop And these hoes be on my jock for my out watchin', but this pimpin' never stop Ta-da-da, what you And this turn 'em out What she know? no doubt
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And I mean to be so careless, baby, eh One thing on my mind, it's the way I up So don't no feelings Girl, you wit' the motherfuckin' realest I'm a you that one more time
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Yeah, gold crown, top down as I cruise a bad ho Yeah, I-5, on the West And I done around the world But in Cali, they the best dope Bitches and palm trees, I'm on when I came 'Hood was up north, I pushed to the yay Shout-out my niggas, I got a ton the weight in Feed my thugs, I'm pullin' in the state pen Fuckin' with Frederico Niggas actin' monkey, my clip, I got a with guerillas, these niggas don't want no banter I just might go flippin', go and forth with them hammers Nigga, we be and chokin', rollin', it's all the same and still thuggin', it's all a game Full clip on the K I got a shotty in the motherfuckin' trunk, nigga, don't get Fuck the cops, bodies And these feds be on my block, roundabout, and watch But this thuggin' stop Get rock, what you thought? And these haters talk a lot, ain't gon' pop a shots
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And I mean to be so careless, baby, eh One thing on my mind, it's the way I up So don't catch no Girl, you playin' wit' the realest I'm a tell you one more time
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