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36 of thousand in grams I ain't never had shit, now I to piss or a stick Ain't nothing in my jeans but some lint and dick Who hunger young rick I can't get, out the situation I'm 'bout to these bitches sick Since a nigga, started to vision nigga Now when dophines' come, I know how much to give her Single bags to dimes, dimes, tens to twhomp Catch me in the set and i'ma have want want Playing it raw, I ain't out here for my And tell the service, I employed myself Enjoyed myself, blocks away the melt And proving thy self from cream that melt
(nigga why) real nigga's kiss up to the man (whomp) 36 of thousand in grams If it ain't legal and uncle sam 36 ounces of in grams How I get them cars, houses, and 36 ounces of in grams You ain't seeing shit till money in 36 ounces of thousand in
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My and cousin got a plan Look, that dope got touch my hands But yet this bad and I'm the one the life sands A ten for protection For any or badge that run up in my section, and ah I cost to cigars from being And ain't lemonheads or no bar of soap, and ah To old for mcdonalds, that killed And all the hustla's around my way got with no notes, so ah Penetentries chance's I come That nigga move to i'ma pop his ass one (pop) his ass one (pop) Bringing the brick What 'ya when the fiend got his own started up git