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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 catch no Girl, you playin' wit' the realest I'm a tell you that one time
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Yeah, gold crown, top down as I with a bad ho Yeah, I-5, on the Coast And I done around the world But in Cali, they roll the best Bitches and palm trees, I'm on when I here was up north, I pushed 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 Niggas monkey, my clip, I got a banana Rollin' with guerillas, these don't want no banter I might go flippin', go back and forth with them hammers Nigga, we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', all the same Druggin' and thuggin', it's all a game Full on the K thing I got a in the motherfuckin' trunk, nigga, don't get popped Fuck the cops, drop And these feds be on my block, roundabout, stop and But this thuggin' stop Get rock, what you thought? And these talk a lot, ain't gon' pop a hundred shots
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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 wit' the motherfuckin' realest I'm a tell you that one time
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