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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 meanest bag the was my peeps I was bringin took charge of the block A pean the ave still cash on the scene At last still gloves and mask as I mad Mats, mad gats, mad hollow Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid been hella pimpin You already what it is, they don't gotta notice the whip I done them the wrist, they already know that Chris And they know tha to stick to the It don't last hit 'em and I last long Can't em south long send 'em in a cab home You takin mad long getcha bags 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 long for knew (just blaze) What's on the (Young Gunz) Travel wit the heat Before I hit the hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
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Its a night and the bass was bumpin The was rockin the party was jumpin It wasnt long for everybody (just blaze) What's on the (Young Gunz) wit the heat rock Before I hit the club hit the spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
We the present and the You as well get used to us We around a minute givin 'em what they wanted The niggas never fronted But still sick to they stomache they hear about the gunnaz they know they girl Comin you try to tell her "Please baby dont that" But on her own think she aint tryna hear that You knowin whats gonna happen the party C and Neef up in the sweat we out the lobby Back back she trippin all off that army me Cuff my lib not probably the gang Hereso chickens get bodied We you how we switch up better than the party Did it in the me slippin out hardly baby baretta Tucked the we army hit them niggas up Then we off calmly bucky right me the ROC behind me Yup
Its a night and the bass was bumpin 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 club hit the spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and
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