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36 of thousand in grams I ain't had shit, now I plot to piss or a stick Ain't nothing in my jeans but some and some dick Who hunger young rick I can't get, out the situation I'm 'bout to make these sick Since a little nigga, started to nigga Now when dophines' surely come, I know how to give her Single bags to dimes, dimes, tens to twhomp Catch me in the set and i'ma have what'cha want it raw, I ain't out here for my health And tell the service, I employed myself Enjoyed myself, away from the melt And proving thy self from cream that melt
(nigga why) before nigga's kiss up to the man (whomp) 36 ounces of thousand in If it legal and from uncle sam 36 of thousand in grams How I get cars, houses, and land 36 ounces of thousand in You seeing shit till money in hand 36 ounces of in grams
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My brother and cousin got a Look, that dope ain't got touch my But yet bad and I'm the one with the life sands A ten millimeter for For any jacker or badge run up in my section, and ah I to cigars from being broke And this ain't or no bar of soap, and ah To old for mcdonalds, that hope And all the hustla's around my way got with no notes, so ah chance's here I come That nigga move to fast pop his ass one (pop) his ass one (pop) Bringing home the What 'ya know when the fiend got his own up git