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Run through clique
You pissed on
I'mma have to bust you in your
And the whips, better have a whole lotta
'Cause I for no givin' tips
Run through your
You pissed on
I'mma have to you in your lips
And the whips, better a whole lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya

I learned a lot in such a short of time
Everything fuckin' fine that go to [?] mind
Met you when I was like fifteen years on you
You just act a older plus I heard you came from Arizona
And that was new so I was poppin' up at parties
Ridin', fuckin' with the older niggas ridin' for me
And just told me how that game work
I said it, I'mma put the rockin' by your [?] dumb shit
But it, that's my initial thought when I had met you
I was sittin' in the when your girls approached me
And they threw away your like it wan't taken or something
I told 'em "Baby, I'm nothing", say "Why you wanna me?"
giggle, and walked away, I pray to God
It felt so right, I [?], I never fucked them bitches [?]
So if you ever try to it on me
Know I it on my dick, know I'm sick, ya I run through ya

Run through your
You pissed on
I'mma to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a lotta chips
I ain't for no givin' tips
Run through clique
You pissed on
have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta
I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique

Nineteen, I got a meaning
Rocked Monk beats, got sane, for a deeper meaning
Still burnin' women, a deadly contradiction
[?] ya with the physical and spiritual
Lookin' at what my life and what a fuckin' trip
I coulda loved this bitch and myself so I could please the bitch
And never please the bitch is what I learned and then I went away from
I started for one, well, uh
Mo' bitches, mo' money, mo'
How my niggas started robbin', went west, start
Picked rappin', they chose, I blew, my
Got big, wigs, still rob mo' [?]
We battle, we fight, we one big one
No Pun, all scale, no bitch on my
Young nigga, no whip, my niggas
And I pray for my clan and my while I run through your (clique)

Run your clique
Run through, run your clique
Run your clique

Run through your
You pissed on
I'mma to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better a whole lotta chips
'Cause I for no givin' tips
Run your clique
You on trip
have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta
'Cause I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya