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[Omillio I gotta on this one daddy!!
[Peedi Oh! Now for me mami... Just for me mami...
I know a bit I know the dirty words...
[Peedi Holla at yo dog! No benz, No ice, just me in the holdin the toolie, everything and cooly Got all these chicks to screw me Gimmie the coochie, sperm all down her goochie (woman moans) Alot changed since in the crime Holdin my in the court sayin "Fuck you ya honor!"
Crakk!!
[Peedi Fitted, fresh, jersey as denim stains on my black and white shells In too deep, niggaz got beef Still smack you wit the heat, in the of the streets Still, my best wit a fresh white tee four-pound, two-clips, hollow gone skeet you So sweet, that I don't lose no miss no meals, look how I eat without no Drink liquor a pirate tongue, slick as a sailor I be in a shirt, fit like it's tailored, whoa!! Drinkin liquor gettin' brain in my feelin' like a all to your daughter head Oh I forgot, nigga probably bought her here got her drunk, told her all the shit a whore wanna I just, fuck em', em' wit the lights on let her know nuthin, crush em' wit my nikes on Bout to get my on, charter or train Pardon the name, but Crakk is just a part of the Far as the change, just bustin' my my ex, gettin' shermed up in the Lex Now how the you get all that??
[Chrous 2x] the alarm! another hater's oh boy, aye!
the alarm! when my is firing cock back, on you and your
Sparks] You got hate in ya blood Y'all ain't happy that got the cocked desi-eagle in yo mug I rock, MTV unplugged let the M-1 one of you fucks I gives a fuck about who a slug or who tells 'cause the kid got money for bail and if they get out give a who out pricks still measly, still talkin greasy the "ROC" is up and sold out Y'all can't sell, and won't be seen like an NFL blackout my go "Blakow!" Don't make me put the nine right in front of yo eyes and make fucks cock-eyed...(Woman speaking spanish) Who the can fuck wit B. Sieg, Free and Omillio? You boys back up, while the trucks back out when the "ROC" enters the your best bet is get the fuck out I bring clappers, get yo boys up, fucker! (R-O-C..) Holla!
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Freeway bust shots, it matter who can't even hug the if i'm mad at you takin turns comin thru that's what my do takin' turns inside yo that's what my click will do room, Cancun, spanish interview wit mamacita, Freeway, to meet you All, damn day I got some for her No, way I never got no for her any day of the week, long-gun every day of the week Freak Nia lookin honey just about any day of the week guest ran thru sleep, got young niggaz to grind on your wit a package of sweet (Starts singing) Free not stuck up See me anywhere, won't get up the heavy-hand, miss take that off toss them underwear, who my balls from under there Freeway, a boss don't you stare? Haters, get lost don't you shit spit, be real don't you see these fuck the, ice grill don't you see dudes? we from the ghetto, and don't like our attitude say I'm loco, she don't like my attitude (Holla!)
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