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I'm a guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any gettin' outta line can get it I make it hot, motherfuckers, freeze up when I through Mac-10, thirty-two shot clip in my
I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck with you My rap money up, I'll run up on you niggaz I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a to push me Put my hand on my strap, you lookin' at pussy
We buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends So much on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims If bitch wanna roll, I'ma let her get in I don't play but I'm a playa the motherfuckin' end
I got no pickup I on the grind I the hoes all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on spokes And when I that do' get in my car
I got no pickup I on the grind I tell the all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, on Dayton spokes And I open that do' get in my car
Don't me you don't know that, uhh, I'm the shyit Now you better ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch I ain't [unverified] hoes, man I'm bout my paper If your bitch bout it nigga, I'm gon' take her
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her up her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob Tell her if she like me she keep me icey My game fuck with a brain till she think she wifey
a life savings in a day, cause she likes me Committment for me, uhh, nah not One hour, Vivica, I thought I was onto But then the next week, nah man, it was
I got no pickup I stay on the I tell the hoes all the get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton And I open that do' get in my car
I got no lines I stay on the I the hoes all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, ridin' on spokes And when I open do' get in my car
Look the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie They blood red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm Feel the rush, like a needles in arm
Its a cold world, baby girl, lovin' me is not Find out when you broke, love won't get you on the bus Man you should see the pretty that be sexin' me They suck cock that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll your love the position, your mouths full baby, huh? My conversations so deep, I get in your Next thing you know, you yawnin', over and I'm in the bed
I got no lines I on the grind I the hoes all the time get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, on Dayton spokes And when I that do' get in my car
I got no lines I stay on the I tell the hoes all the get in my car (Bitch get in) I got my 64, on Dayton spokes And I open that do' get in my car
Quit bitch, get it You know you ride with a nigga 50