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Yo, you can catch me in Z-No's on a Friday Or at the Emmy's, Bentley's, Royce, all white kicks, star studded up A ounce of Gertest to hold me 'til Theodore and Deini's roll up
Soak my hands in olive oil, to each, Diamond out the clock while I'm killin' timin' Eight-mill to resign me My bitches go crazy and pull they hair out when they can't me
like, all he say, Mr., Mr. DJ Bring it back like an replay Please, get these records off of me I can't breath, asthma so I could stop the weez
It's like they love garbage, yeah, for sake, I'm the real artist Hear they songs, dumb father's my wing like Sanford and Son Weird sons, I'm a big gun Big Pun, Big L and Jason
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I'm a green and white kickball, I bounce Spin off walls and cars, the of Clarks, Tony Oz In the third grade, I Penny Well, butter on your burns, guess Daddy was like many
Now blowin' 'Sherm and Remi On the road toll up, bust the so I can shit in Denny's This is Tone-Tana, spangled with four hammers get tangled and they cause manners
Money, don't stop, get it, get it, I'm not with it Menaced out, tell your that Dennis did it Rock them boats and I them ropes Resurging the mics, I deal with knives and throats
Hold my around fake niggas Look at 'em sideways and pull my Ask me to hit it, I'm like, nigga please, fuck here Fuck war niggas, facin' me, fuckas, step up the gear
Ghost dough and spend it got the pen exposed Countin' mad and sheep, god damn Take a at the radio, shit soundin' shady, yo
Everything I'm is weak We got them long biscuits, long shit Run for the hills and your shit Come back if you think that you are, are
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