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1:]
I got 25 in my book bag
25 ounces of OG gag
I got a of y'all niggas OG bag
And I'm a round 1 and y'all not fed
I got the pretty ice glass with the
I made a half of mil made out of fan
And I still get the dough to daddy
Coming on 'cause you I fuck your mamy
26 is 8 with the headbag
Can't from your mama what a G bag
Red 4's on already black
Crib forging lookin just like pentley
On way nigga but I rhyme on the
Just hit a lick so I'm spend plenty
Pop up in the I ain't thought up in the 20
I at made 20 mil on I 20
20 year old, hit 20 fucking
30 years old Gucci 20 old bitch
Acting roze at 30 old
Suicide dogs, I don't die bitch
Got a from my niggas said daddy what a bleach
me where you wanna come that's where he will be
Pillow with a mac 11 rding for the
And a nigga gon jump me, a gon jump

2:]
Just got a call and my dog got steady
Get the car and the chopper's out the alley
This the of the game where shit gets tragic
Nigga say he got problem, we gotta let him it
All a couple AK's and a cars
With my dog robbin' now we got a couple problems
He wrong or he right, bitch we shoot on
Burn your man's down the next morning catch a flight
Check 'em out her hope he told his family night
Thanks to breaking down these bails I'm a need a life
Out in Vegas partying it ain't shit happened
Out here fucking with these bitches to see what happenin
I hate bitch ass with a passion
I had to leave got time for no question asking
Feet kicked up and relaxing
Shoot a nigga ass out, John

3:]
I'm the of nigga will shoot you in public
Rather to a nigga I robbed in the public
I I heard you lookin for me and he try to change the subject
Had that pussy in my said he thought I went epic
Up in told all day riding the public
Somebody the police 'cause they thought I was gonna bust them
I get shit bad that is not out for discussion
They say the nose on 6 had to be trusted
But ever take you there and pull up in the cullies
If your had a roast then the pussy nigga lucky
I might up in a Rolls Royce and pull up in a bucket
Ye I rob your home boy but I motherfucking ducking
If you see me in the club better on trucking
'Cause these niggas on the fuck shit and they ain't the fuck around
Got a with you dog and here it's the crystal
Matter of 2 pistols can't let you get the pistol
You made it I was 8 when I first learned to
I was bind on cook, man fuckers was catching
Get squick, man the law he was blessing
Got a car and a tec got a whole lot of weaponry
How the bed how the where I go off the extasy
Can't pull a maybe nigga was finessing
But I broke off and got it bigger on
Then my first second mil put pussy along that massacre