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Its ya n-gga, thinker, big drinker
late night, with ya in ya crib sneaker
when you out of town, and you not
turn your ass over a n-gga stepped out of bounds
around youngn
I got and a lot of rounds coming
up in the where you not allowed, runnin
got the songs bitches ride around
and the n-ggas stay
and the hate pumpin
got the bumpin
so the trunks thumpin
and the get high only on occasion in
my too wild
damn thought weed supposed to you down
but Im so high I can two clouds
boy look, these n-ggas quote my like the Lords book
you n-ggas rhymes more hooks
bucks but less love
you them drums, ?uestlove
no Roots, Im so
I used to rock like a coat suit
had to look at all them loafers, yeah them boat
now Im in the game but I boast to you dummy
remember n-ggas had short jokes for my
toast to the honeys, money and the
and bitch I dont sound any other n-gga
with my on the trigger
I burn rappers like on the liver
grant death wishes a genie Ima killer
giveth and he taketh like an Indian giver
hard to keep jimmy in
when you got them bad Anne with ya
and weed, I got em on Pluto
I like Henny but the prefer Nuvo.

Check, every time a roll,
old school (?) and its on (?)
hoes on me I enter the door
if a n-gga wanna trip, good grip on the
empty out a clip the fifth then Im gone
twist up a spliff, get a fifth of
hate a chick who just sh-t on the phone

baby Im tryna stick, give ya to ya dome, sh-t
if I was you n-gga I would him
hot nights Im out there in Vegas
stuntin til time, had that
now its big faces, fly
Shawn stacks
miss shows, never back
Dro sippin tall cats
on the low had to back
n-ggas if its all raps
or its all

As I in the toe like Fe fi foe
with the heat like flow and the typo
rewrite yo, get your rhyming straight
get murked plus 8 like Jon and
I its time for the face off
hit the like an 8 ball
me not concentrate adorf
no for I had a get a day job
me on the mind you aint even on the
bring it but I never been a fiend for her silly ways
so Im tryna get the cream til Im silly
put her on the team, every week another reason
thats like Billy Mays
gotta grind gotta
gotta through the minds of the blind light the hopeless
never confined to the rhymes Ive chosen
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