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1:]
I got 25 pipes in my bag
25 ounces of OG gag
I got a mouthful of 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 out of fan kits
And I still get the dough to your
on 'cause you know I fuck your mamy
26 is great 8 with the
Can't hear from your mama a G bag
Red 4's on already black
blue forging lookin just like pentley
On way but I rhyme on the schemeless
Just hit a lick so I'm 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 old Gucci 20 year old bitch
roze at 30 years old
Suicide dogs, I wanna die bitch
Got a from my niggas said daddy what a bleach
Tell me where you wanna come that's where he be
with a mac 11 rding for the fresh
And a nigga gon jump me, a nigga gon

2:]
Just got a call and my dog got steady
Get the car keys and the chopper's out the
This the of the game where 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 problems
He wrong or he right, bitch we shoot on
your man's house down the next morning catch a flight
Check 'em out her hope he his family good night
Thanks to breaking down bails I'm a need a good life
Out in Vegas like it ain't shit happened
Out here fucking these bitches tryin to see what happenin
I hate bitch ass with a passion
I had to ain't got time for no question asking
Feet kicked up smoking and
Shoot a ass out, John Paxen

3:]
I'm the type of nigga shoot you in public
Rather to a nigga that I robbed in the
I said I heard you lookin for me and he try to the subject
Had pussy in my breeze said he thought I went epic
Up in told all day riding through the
called the police 'cause they thought I was gonna bust them
I ain't get shit bad that is not out for
say the nose on 6 boys had to be trusted
But love ever take you and pull up in the cullies
If your nigga had a 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 ain't motherfucking
If you see me in the club better keep on
'Cause these niggas on the fuck and they ain't with the fuck around
Got a pistol with you dog and here the crystal
Matter of 2 pistols can't let you get the pistol
You made it I was 8 I first learned to wrestle
I was bind on cook, man fuckers was catching
Get silly squick, man the law he was
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 move nigga was finessing
But I off and got it bigger on professionally
my first second mil put that pussy along that massacre