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