Check one, check two, lets a cruise I done did the game every which way but Nothing left to do except collect my And I bet ass that the mex gon' last Put the on paper, threw away my pager 'cause these boys keep callin locs to cookie baker Mama saved em from the hate, now I'm hard the pain I'm in the place in your face tryin to you a tape I records in texas creepin in caddies and benzes And a pretender if he up to the bullet bartender I bet I and wreck a sucker riding bumper to bumper I dump the whole clip and miss and hit your uncle I ain't trippin, flippin, sippin on lipton Diggin women in the drop lemon, g I was driven to my nerve, hittin curbs Puttin twenties on a hurst End of
x2] No Welcome to the dope is were we don't play Leave your boys no brains
I remember long ago I got no love Still I that one day I'd be popular I used to in the circle trying to smoke your bud Just that the blunt wouldn't pass me up I to ask for a sip of your syrup I to never walk around with the white cup Now I eat eighteen steaks, on plates fanin my face, others give me grapes By the grace of god, I was the job To run through the rap game like on the cob So blessed in my test, I my sets in the southwest I ain't got no credit cards mexican express I'ma dress my girl and rock the whole damn world If you needs tracks happy p got my head twirl to the sounds of the sp mex Ridin in the lex a dog named plex to the north, at the old golf course The the white porsche with the bulletproof doors
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It's the c-o-y the pistola, oh me oh my My shine like the sun, I never ask for a crumb For breakfast my chef makes me come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills Three wheelin, dope dealin, nothin but squeels My wish was to break this curse and myth Now I'm worldwide status on satilite dish checker, chump wrecker, got the salt and the pepper Left a mark in the game and been a half stepper Leopard skin on my couch, be oscar the grouch From the streets, pullin rocks out my pouch But I told boys, never at my house Whether it's the ounce that puts leather on my A thousand dollars a week, my girl's allowance Dope house bouncin cash to my forgein
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