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They for the kid to say lay, yeah

the boy Cassidy man
And I'm feeling like a red nose we just let out the cage man
I'm ready to bite one of you at any given moment

Get 'em

My shit is the I get in the booth
And start spitting like I'm a tooth
You listening duke, I'm the coupe, lifting the roof
Sip the orange juice mixed with the
Or shots of the yak, I got that could lift up a moose
Stay with a biscuit to shoot I'm Bishop in Juice
I get more bitches Luke when I run the block
Fiends scream, "I wanna rock, I rock, ock"

I'm in the curb, white and the herb
And I got a nice price on the birds, you might get served
You come the doe, I come with the blow
But if you don't come with the change I'm a with them thangs
Run up on you the gun in the dickie
The collar coat a hundred and fifty
You wanna get busy, come get me, I'll you cats
I wife the knife and I marry my gat

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A yo my flow I need an antihistamine
Both of my wrists gleam and my fist just as
It's but it's see-through like Listerine
I get the on the strip fucking with the fiends
So go and get your
And I'll get 'em all like a stick a nicotine or a nick of green
And I don't talk to hoes like I'm Mr. Bean
I just let 'em mop me off get a Mr.

And I might pop her off if the is mean
I got some stories I can tell I'll sell a a dream
I'll let her sip a liquor, let her hit the green
Then I'm a unbutton her blouse and unzip her
And merk that ass, that ass
Cass show you how to that ass
And I ain't with my boy in the hotel no more
I'm on the strip making sells scale galore

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I'm still acting a fool, packing a
Went back to the dude before I was with the black and the
I don't right if I ain't strapped with the tool
But give me a gat and I'm like the mac or the ooze
And I'll clap at you dudes, I scrapping you dudes
I'm kind of light and I fighting I got ratchets to use
I'll have cats like, "Damn yo what to dude?"
Listen homey, if I'm hungry get jacked for your food

I'm back on the move, on the grind
I'm a natural born hustler, I just happened to
Who would of ever I'll be the cat to get signed
But life hard to the shit happen sometimes
jacking my lines, taking my style
But there ain't no perpetrators
If you die then you can't testify I take it to trial
You can it, I just take it and smile

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