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-Andre
i can see my in my sons eyes
and i see them i know the lord cried when jesus died
im not a saint i spred my wings a condor
i tell the boys to come get me like a
i richochet like the bullets in a car
im at the bar where the drugs are
i pack the house i pack the party all the no fat
we democrats
politican on the i spent raps
i my hair like god
then hit up the bumpin playboy tod
then up
we let the blow up
and the fold up
and not up
you what

you a cold duck im a dime p game
as silk i spit milk and make butter
a cold heart rhyme pace mind lovark
you hustlin hard but go so far
i dont even think they hurt a pimps
they cut wit bitches up in the strip club
i stake money and study and day and night
if ima be in the game then ima play it
we chops it up thizzin backwoods
let the hoe it she got the game backwards
touchdown ima dance
any i arrive ima frisco mac
cant hash the gift got my bank rolled fat
i the square beez she a castro fag
and mad 'cause im vivid wit this and hoe
tru to the that i spit and wont stoppin

-Andre
the street make you travel
and we can do it from the
all the way down to the big
i swang back and like a link chain
my homie came to court sporting hema man
im not an honor student if thats wut you tellin me
do you try to leave country wit a felony
its a symphony
man you witness me
the water bay gang come and sprinkle me
i my hair like god
and hit up the bumpin playboy tod
man is how we act
and boy we act
its like a winter snake and a react
and blow
i swim laps in the river i
with no life gaurd when i splash and fuss
i throw my soul in the 2 pencil
it sounds a bird when the gangbanger wistle
it was all so
me with the riddles
the cat fish throw it right down the middle
crackin 4 ricky keep runnin
'cause everybody know when the rap starts gunnin,