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I'm goin' off that Dawg through Purina Chow Chow Pow Pow hot on a nigga head Chest out never grew up in the hood Never knew right from Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no Mannish little hard head heathen give a fuck about life I seen my momma Stab my daddy in the with a knife
I was three years old, finally figured it out That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and a motherfuckin' doubt, take a nigga out For trying to go between my motherfuckin' route Wet his ass up, that see and go Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipe arsonist Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' heat then You betta damn sure be workin' for me or else fucked
Either that, I get jaw wired up, pathological liar Dope game got me like this, high Smokin' more bomb than and Chong, I'm sayin' Hit up Denny's resteraunt and a gang of food Run up out of that prejudiced ass motherfucker Without even havin' any N kind of intention on even
Damn flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin' And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm fuck the world I'm pissin' on everything, it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad I got all kind of on the motherfuckin' table And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm
Understand my shit, the is way damn real Motherfucker I'm off the shit And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement, I'm Nigga I'm out there bad I'm in the air for nothin' Nigga for no apparent I'm duh duh duh duh check it out At this, got it up, choppers in the back of the truck
About to light the nigga up Bang bang shoot 'em up fame Got a to my name, slick as sugar cane Three in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin' Nigga twerkin', go to Russian car Clickers esouped with VCR's Microwave ovens and credit
all kind of heavy metal straps Beatin' nijjas down bumper jacks Lip's bitches shoot crap Try to have more paper than a Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out when the flexes Liable, a whole on a psycho Vital, lookin' out for the tribal dead on arrival
Psycho, all about survival Quarter ounce is on Run up in his home sock or bone With the pistal, pistol whip a nigga with a zap force, seen this hammer, arm and Bakin' soda, to the scanner, scared man win, especially when a nigga packin' Fetti stackin', mashin',
I'm flashin', the Elroy's me over And put the flashlight to my window and me I was speedin' And I got to, flashin' on ass I got to like a demon the motherfuckers told me The day I go to turn off my P G and E Nigga and I got to bad and I got to flashin'
On a motherfucker, motherfucker come out Talkin' crazy to me lookin' at me crazy up in the motherfuckin' And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'" Don't let me get to flashin' on yo' ass Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my And I got to
It's all bad, motherfucker to be comrade Used to fuck the same hoes, wear Jeff Closer a bugger to a nose, choosin' vogues Cadillac do's together, cookin' crack Gettin' if it's back, overkill Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout
For the state troop, shoot Durin' the drug deal at the mouth Voluntarily raps your folkers out Tight about Little League, Boy Scouts Paper route dropped a get some day skunk
I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, like a old hag She get hella stanky if you're get teared up But us niggas bring me back My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I off the hinges ballin', alcohol and weed A thousand worth of chump change, chicken feed
A criminal record a full of dirty Givin' niggaz black eyes and lips Cauliflower and extra clips Gun clappin' slappin' party crashin' Brash and flashin'
The holiday just on the first second and third of the month my check late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers Next door neighbor hollerin' shit about my beat too loud I walked up the steps and I got ta Tellin that I'm flashin' Send a rookie to the store to bring me back Rossi Ron
He brought me Chablis, and I get to flashin' On that ass motherfucker, silly nigga Yknahmsayin'? A up in this motherfucker flashin' Get to my testicles nigga and I'ma flash on yo' ass
Bad word get to me and I'm flashin' Lost all my money up in the game and I flash Didn't let me up in the Cafe Echelon and go to flashin' Dope ran off with a hundred count of my teeth and I'm flashed Big Willie cashed my money water so I took it to Scottie's To myself from flashin'
Bought dollar 250 worth of liquor and tried to charge me For some ice and I Got outside a house party fools left me for dead When I got I seen them motherfuckers And ass was in the red, I got to flashin' I tell ya, bitch these I tell ya Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit