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1:] My shit bang, my throp I'm a beast, I'm a muthafuckin hog Pull up with the Or should I say black trunk sounding I got a alligator in the back Paint wetter than melted ice, ralley and strips Burning rubber in every light, mugging like 'thug ya life' I be hustling all day and night, all night and day and whippin yay, getting my gwopalay So you put my my pay, when I get in my way From da Bay to L.A. to the A nigga connected Worldwide nigga this how-you-be-headed You ain't gotta like me but you gotta it Woke up in the morning and put one in the air Got so high thought about for mayor Slap myself to sure I was still there Shit, showered and then I cut my hair I'm try'na get laid then put a pounding on the mug Try'na find me a bitch a ass like a Worldstahiphop bunny get rich in this collectings stack my money You can tell that I'm a by my baller tummy Sometimes I'm just uppity-up, I dress skummy Sometimes I dress high class, sometimes I dress If it ain't about no cash you can me Most of the you can find a hustla tipsy BIATCH!
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2:] Uhhhh! I been running around all day try'na get my up (up) Anybody that try to me I suggest that they duck Cause I get the bucket I can assure you it's nothing pleasant My game is east but the west has all kinda of relatives Even if you're chest protection a trauma plate won't work Cause I'm a aim at your hammit, I goin aim at you shirt Alot of these bitch ass niggas should be wearing a With the box of Morton and some maxi in they purse Pillow talking and biting pillows, like some brizzles Cause they're a whole bunch of that shit a bunch of popsicles I of been a tourist cause I'm stubborn as a bull I'm a different of dude and I stick to the rules I'm a real best believe it, I live it and I breathe it I it like it is and I call it how I see it My potna used to be all sharp but now he on thee 'What do thee thee ' Methamphetamine I can't it, man you disappointed me I'm devastated mayne he cool points with me I'm standing outside of my crib some gym shorts and a hoody to my nig on the celly smoking a philly Sipping on a fifth of that oil cognac A hundred wall on them bricks, he got caught a kid of candies If you didn't go to by now he probably be dead So instead he in there with his his daddy and relatives UHH!
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