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-Andre
i can see my reflection in my sons
and i see them i know the lord cried when jesus died
im not a i spred my wings like a condor
i the boys to come get me like a matador
i richochet the bullets in a thugs car
im located at the bar the drugs are
i pack the house i pack the all the gods no fat
we like
politican on the badge i spent
i comb my hair god
hit up the city bumpin playboy tod
then up
we let the weed up
and the fold up
and not up
you know

you a cold duck im a dime p game
smooth as silk i spit and make butter
a cold heart rhyme pace state lovark
you keep hard but go so far
i even think they hurt a pimps blood
they cut deals wit bitches up in the strip
i stake money and study and day and night
if ima be in the game then ima it right
we chops it up while thizzin
let the hoe it she got the game backwards
touchdown ima inzone
any i arrive ima frisco mac
cant roll hash the gift got my rolled fat
i leave the square she a castro fag
and mad 'cause im wit this and hoe knockin
tru to the shit that i spit and wont

-Andre
the gamble make you travel
and we can do it the pineapple
all the way to the big apple
i swang back and like a link chain
my homie came to sporting hema mink man
im not an honor roll student if wut you tellin me
do you try to leave country wit a felony
its a symphony
man when you me
the holy bay gang come and sprinkle me
i comb my like god
and hit up the bumpin playboy tod
man is how we act
and boy we act
its a winter snake and a mongoose react
and blow
i swim in the river i lust
no life gaurd watchin when i splash and fuss
i throw my in the numba 2 pencil
it sounds like a when the gangbanger wistle
it was all so
me with the riddles
the cat fish hunter throw it right down the
crackin 4 triple ricky runnin
'cause everybody know when the rap gunnin, gunnin