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Yo, my slang's out of this Mix man, little man and his girl Way of life got me thinking, plus I'm young Youths on roofs, you know, three time felony Roll together, trees puff, whatever Yo we could go run up on, for leathers What drug? Faculties keys for G's Cream flow like seven seas, hit Guyanese Word up, hold your head you fall out The morgue route, the want that Let's get my locked all out Change for better, be my only vendetta With life, feed your seed right, he's indeed right Chef, remarkable, sparkable, raps and tackable Never get jacked, see ya move black trife, plush with much ice Getting nice, back, sleep all my life up!
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all cars, calling all cars! Ghetto Psychos, armed and dangerous, leaving mad on those Who are found bound, gagged and shot when they blast the Victims off like astronauts Get this, even your best can't Come on down, you're the contestant! Get your pockets dug from all Chemical Bank ends Caught him at the red light on Putnam and Franklin They used to heat up the cipher a shot that was hyper Than your average JFK He just home from Spofford Rolling like Kaufman, and laid ass out like carpet Stop the stuttering boy, complaints for the five-oh Then the God - chk-a-chk POW! They release and premeditate to grab And then they jet to the lab And then remain in Shaolin, an endangered shorties lose blood by the gallons
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Yo, I grab the pen for and let loose, see Like Muslims, standing on the block, rocking a The hundred-dollar kick rocking back for more Starting gold wars, with black and Velours Jungle way of life, living Packed visions, copywritten bread to pigeons, Christ has risen King Elegant, slang master, jack noodle hats In sixty-nine, old timers time that brothers shot The baggy blue Guess jeans, pull off in Palm Springs I'm locked in the bing, Rocky labelled rap king The corner - the golden thieves play the benches be hanging big niggas down in Memphis Back in Now-Y, hit the eye with loaded nines Life is like Tarzan, swinging from a vine Shatter dreams, then don't need a press spirals Aim at the white with big barrels Of Moet-ers, the bald headers, milk and Who none, crushing all personal vendettas, yo They use guns while we shot arrows You better your eye on the sparrow
Rugged rhymsters, crimesters Dime droppers, Backstabbers, low Illegal growers Starvation, Anxiety, trying me Gun slingers, dead
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