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1:]
I got 25 in my book bag
25 ounces of OG gag
I got a mouthful of y'all OG bag
And I'm a paper 1 and y'all not fed
I got the pretty ice glass the dragons
I made a half of mil out of fan kits
And I still get the to your daddy
Coming on 'cause you I fuck your mamy
26 is great 8 the headbag
Can't hear your mama what a G bag
Red 4's on black bentley
Crib blue forging lookin like pentley
On way but I rhyme on the schemeless
Just hit a so I'm finna 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 20 year old bitch
Acting roze at 30 old
Suicide dogs, I wanna die bitch
Got a call my niggas said daddy what a bleach
Tell me you wanna come that's where he will be
with a mac 11 rding for the fresh
And a nigga gon me, a nigga gon jump

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

3:]
I'm the type of nigga will you in public
Rather to a that I robbed in the public
I I heard you lookin for me and he try to change the subject
Had that pussy in my breeze he thought I went epic
Up in told all day riding through the
Somebody called the police 'cause they thought I was bust them
I ain't get bad that is not out for discussion
They say the nose on 6 boys had to be
But love ever take you there and pull up in the
If your nigga had a roast then the nigga lucky
I pull up in a Rolls Royce and pull up in a bucket
Ye I rob your home boy but I ain't ducking
If you see me in the better keep on trucking
'Cause these niggas on the fuck shit and they 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 when I learned to wrestle
I was bind on cook, man fuckers was catching
Get silly squick, man the law he was
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 a move maybe nigga was finessing
But I off and got it bigger on professionally
Then my first mil put that pussy along that massacre