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Its like king as I was told C was on the block 13 years old I don't to brag I had the bag the suppliers was my peeps I was bringin half charge of the block A pean the ave still bringin cash on the At last still and mask as I proceed mad Mats, mad gats, mad hollow Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid been hella pimpin You already know what it is, they don't notice the whip I done them the wrist, they already know that Chris And they tha to stick to the script It don't last long hit 'em and I last Can't drive em south long 'em in a cab home You mad long getcha bags gone I got a dime for you time for me pass on
Its a friday night and the bass was The honeyz was rockin the was jumpin It wasnt for everybody knew (just blaze) What's on the (Young Gunz) wit the heat rock Before I hit the hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
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We the and the future You might as get used to us We been around a minute givin 'em what they The niggas they fronted But still sick to they stomache they hear about the gunnaz they know they girl Comin you try to tell her "Please baby wear that" But she's on her own think she aint hear that You knowin whats happen after the party C and Neef up in the sweat we out the lobby Back after she trippin all off that army me Cuff my lib not even the gang these chickens get bodied We show you how we switch up better the party Did it in the party me slippin out hardly baretta Tucked the addition we hit them niggas up we breeze off calmly bucky right Behind me the ROC me Yup
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