Somebody told me that this rap was fun You get to smoke weed and big guns Stand on stage your timbs wit your sons That's bullshit, yo I'm out to get these
Verse 8-off aguilar
Yo, yo, somebody told me threw a hotter joint dies Could he see it? epmd, aguilar, Niggas was stuck on diggy before and nas Test guy reported in the source, even thought "best buys" My 12-bar count dracula wit lyrics Sippin out of coke and drinkin CHERRY terror dacquras? * and chrome Challenge any woman, balls nothing, rock the Racoons rap with soloists VARIOUS artist Puttin it down on the day 9000, that's a cell stories to tell Off those cells livin well In the '9-8-off, country plink off While you're way off, all systems, it's time we take off
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Verse two:
Guns with banana clips, two rolexes to whips A .45 under my Another one in the glove startin shit, brand new shoes on spank shit Tek 9's, after parties with mad twist the vine, I'm high and the moon's mine We're out to get mines, on a On the south, probably the dreaded predator's pirate treasure In the crib I bought the leather, plus a movie So my team can sega plus *? the gods in vegas? * An of weed in every type of flavor accounts wit fat paper, a major player cos....
Verse das efx
Higgity-hardcore, sewer keep it raw Beach houses and more, puffin weed on carpets cover floors, on bus tours Chrome .44's, diggity-diamonds on All my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide records in Hit squad, world tour compass on doors, signin autographs After, AND BEFORE , , in corridors Figgity-fuck walls, I'm buildin, dutches spillin Chillin these pilgrims start ice grillin Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, das efx'll make a And grab the cheese up sicilians cos......
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Outro:
Got the This rap was fun, kid We hold big guns, diamond gyms and timbs and all