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Yeah, on my you say? Oh that shit then nigga
Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K Off on perv, parked on curb, up a vay it three times, laced it with the Alize About a day, baby hit me frequently Sneak, and forty, from chocolate short-ay, we All prepared, 'cause my nights is no day, the say I last! you six months But I say, she pullin' a gang of major
Bust, niggaz, consequences when you're doin' the do Fuck around and get caught up in a catch In the area, and dust the yah! B.A. Plus But yo sista Suga-T? Suga-T Ain't you the one that say me, sprinkle me I loves me some I seen you up in 2Pac's video your collar
I play this playa shit like Bugs Ain't no cartoon nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin' funny If you're ever in some funk, call your on the cell And one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number on Washington, on the cellular phone You could tell that the Bay was his home My people off like a high school build And all my in stacks, and all my pockets on swell
Mobbin' a playa, but I'm still a G doe Pager off like C-3PO Time for the Hurricane, E word I put a nigga on his back, fuck you heard
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I be so When I'm talkin' on my You can have my baitch, but I I chop it up as a loss and it to the game She said you must be playin' some kind of tag 'Cause time I hit you, you don't hit me back Why is dat? 'Cause you're hella to get in contact with Thought you thought, was big girl was crackin' on some crabs
Six o'clock, the said that's my crib be at the West plus Due to go, left me at be Leavin' my ass up in the room all alone And I be starvin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey Kong Now you're talkin', get the show on the road I you're tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load So we can out, strike rock and Arroyo Park At the top of hill, so I can your oil
I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, me why your Baby momma on pagin' me, I didn't give the hoe the number So why she call, she says she wanna do me, and all of y'all But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I don't the honey I the money some of you niggaz is funny style and meanwhile I'm sellin' my piece to these tricks 'cause it's the chase Laced with game, see I'm livin' in the hustlers dream, up a player If major, especially if it's scrilla nigga hit me on my pager
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it, baby gimme a call My name screamin', how I be hittin' them walls You got me tinglin', how you be workin' drawers With a kiss I make 'em all say this, yeah raw I glance your cut, we, big cheeks With a blast headin' for the nut, big A&H Got some all in the cut, it's that season Drop my to the hoe to hit me up
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