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1:]
I got 25 in my book bag
25 ounces of OG gag
I got a mouthful of niggas OG bag
And I'm a paper round 1 and not fed
I got the ice glass with the dragons
I a half of mil made out of fan kits
And I still get the dough to daddy
on 'cause you know I fuck your mamy
26 is 8 with the headbag
Can't hear from your what a G bag
Red 4's on black bentley
blue forging lookin just like pentley
On way nigga but I on the schemeless
hit a lick so I'm finna spend plenty
Pop up in the club I ain't up in the 20
I at least 20 mil on I 20
20 year old, hit 20 licks
30 years old Gucci 20 year old
Acting at 30 years old
dogs, I don't wanna die bitch
Got a call from my said daddy what a bleach
Tell me where you wanna come that's he will be
Pillow with a mac 11 for the fresh
And a nigga gon me, a nigga gon jump

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

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