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Cause I'm rippin, flippin, crippin, like a real one So if your rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it the rug Cause I'm a go above that, beyond the calls of my fuckin Cause all corney, foney emcee's now a days don't move me So I'm a show it proof g, so make I got a full pay, stat to dig graves Because I'm burryin emcee's, and sharin ladys Now you rolled are carrying my babies me it never hurt no one A broken home always hurts Grab me it hurt no one I saw kid's get shot, sell guns And still I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one Rockin, shockin on the stage, with a hella buzz From a 5th of ole beam We fryin emcee's up just like some motherfuckin jimmy pattys, and smokin cabbies like it's no thing Drinkin more colt's the 45 king Swingin emcee's like a cow rope And if the guns too loud, oh boy, I'm slittin throats Cause the way I like to do shit holmes time I get my gamble on Yeah the way I like to do shit holmes I stay in one spot, I was born to roam Feel like I got bank, but it's not enough Cause I want bank see, than my grandkids could ever spend So if ya need some slut, then speak up Most hoe's know not to ask for cash, cause I'm a cheep
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