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[Chris
Look, in the 6-0
A little blend
so I slip
The type of nigga I am kind of
Never out of my element I let the go
Shots in the club panic at the
She of M D M A that's from frisco
Hella call me mister Nabisco
Is that your bitch she
let my go wrist go
My techniques is just sex
Skinny dipp hot model bitches and lesbies
Imma put my on they soul like a SB
But they don't know they scum to my soul they're just
play dumb play that role in the
SV is
And can I get a girl real ass and TITS
Most Respect in the to my
real Cause, all them fake niggas make me
wanna kill niggas, I stand alone fuck that bang shit!
they Nintendo blowing
Cause game ain't shit
Is relevant that I am better these 'veterans'
They are on me like I been
given them
I wish I had better
friends and better
Cause I know when it to the ends disappear...

[Kevin
Damn! Where they go? they go? Where they go?

Uhhh-See I'm doper that shit
Pookie was on in new jack
This is why I'm getting
without
I ain't fifty
cus whats good being if your dying
that is silly!
Call the the TLC all the ice make you chilly
I'm a pimp so you I'm snatching your broad
I'ma a real star your patrick from
and in my city to the streets I'm Freeway
cus i keep the streets flooded with that crack
I be cd's like them niggas push kilos
but I don't push weight there's plates
in the room
Why you think I'm Blowin Up Fast
Call me hook cause I be heavy on the gas
You think I was a Spartan, 300 on the dash
Either that or a martian in a space
Cus when you see that whip that I have, you be "What the fuck was that?!"