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Hey, you ain't really you and you really down I'm tired of seeing you fucking for they face of ground 'Cause when I sit and think back of how you found me It make me react my fucking yammy Now I don't cock, though my mnd is in the I just kick six pack and then I do 'er But she stuck on crowing like a cat 'Cause the got sucked on she don't know how to act Back in the days I am 237, used to Kevin Backing hoes was like Eleven, later I tried to hide And hoped they pass me by I'm the pharycyde let me puff and lounge with my niggas Don't no time to fake funk with triggers Don't believe in kids with puts cat say Fuck around with get your whole shit bit Spend crazy with the blues pay dues Before I met the Psycho is in the yard juice But now the combined and we can't be stopped around the globe to collect the props
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Acted like I deserve to it I whipped I stabbed it I I grabbed it you silly Rabbit, I'm at your door Tracks behind the stacks better yo I'm showa I'm showa, unlike wanna pop u Use a pistol drop dogging shit you need to stop 'Cause when I approach and you back up you said [Toma] Fly you fucking like that
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Real niggas do real things and a fact And real niggas could lick their in niggas backs And your life's down like a price to pay For some bullshit that you ain't had to say But don't sweat that, I'm 'ma let you keep your head If I to kill, you're already be dead I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to I got no time for you and all the moves you care of business yeah without a doubt And I'm 'ma make a million dollars kid I'm out Yeah I gotta give a to my peeps in Corona hand to hand gettin' loot on the corner Life is of stress and to rest my brain So I the buddha bless and destroy the pain I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of to make I got no for you and all the moves you fake
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