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This "Fuck the blogs" The afterbell, we hang in Underage, weed and alcohol Grandma sweeped out the driveway One of the got slayed so we bang at the King parade I can take you spots gangsters walk Where real and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't even close Where the girls' kitten show, hit the and the pussy soaked Now she get you for change, Captain Save-A-Hoe, mane I ain't been right out the cervix I know a M can make it It came through more the one I worship You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it sold He got the runny Summertime, we don't trust in winter clothes I swear the hood low, as the burner get I follow the city codes My money them days of honey oats Dollar bills in mama's and bubble soap This be the realest I wrote be that ride that hunnid spoke Red and from head to toe
Who needs a mothafuckin' You see them mothafuckin' Met the devil in Look through my eyes
Look at my eyes, look at my at my shit, cold All of lies, true to my life to my pen so Take what you want, get what you Open that that shit raw Ain't it? That raw through my mothafuckin' eyes Vision by the high No on my mind Couple dares, that is
This shit from 'round the house More baggies bagged and that In granny's plastic suede Best play cat and mouse A pitchin' in major Stay servin' but we cater you back to my Sega Slammin' bones on that Runnin' for grams, the paramedics at Tam's Forced to to a man Before L.A. had them to school for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the goal Lungs black as a crow, got banned every hood store My haters came for the better and money came for the where we rose, you wasn't built from this mold Fucked up the with many flow I've been a loc since O I'm ten toes, you movie I do this shit for way before curls, cut Dickies and sherm smoke Got so many bodies the world knows, worry 'bout no witness, your homies go under oath But our dreams were big, The world done flipped on me, took my then clicked on me
Who needs a mothafuckin' You see my mothafuckin' Met the in disguise Look through my eyes
Look at my eyes, at my block Look at my shit, All of lies, true to my life to my pen so Take you want, get what you like Open window Ain't that raw Ain't it? shit raw Look through my mothafuckin' Vision by the high No on my mind dares, that is fine
My was in full frame But my had distort My memory is But my feelings on I could be all day if you let me go, go, go, go Oh Lord! You don't the half of what I had to hold, hold, hold, hold No Lord! I see faces at my My patience short I had no one to on That's why chip is so cold Kinda the cool king on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros Oh Lord! Guess that's my curtain call, my go Said isn't this what you wanted to see? Ain't this shit what you to see?