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Please tell niggas theres no hoe in me,
These niggas takin all shots but aint no holes in me,
So you shootin at niggas you aint hit shit yet,
Jus my black tee and it still aint wet --
Please these niggas theres no hoe in me,
niggas takin all these shots but aint no holes in me,
So what you shootin at nigga you hit shit yet,
Should be at mah head, Im top down on ya set!

em cheechs and them lil niggas got,
Imma keep it 100 till mah heart stop,
Catch me doin 200 in mah hardtop,
I do it for mah sitting in them cell blocks,

Muh fucka Im nice and I mean kind,
See that Im the then they must be blind,
Deaf, dumb either how, way heres the outcome,
Im showin up a hundred like Malcolm,
Imagine Farrakhan, meets Babylon; of the state Verse 48,
Im goin psycho in this bitch, Nigga Bates,
And Im done goin hand every notivate,
to get em straight, lemme coordinate,
260 yeah that's right about a cake,
Say weight is over, yeah tha weight is over,
Id really hate to be the one to say I told ya,

What would I ever really been without that baking
Remember waking up in Granny's to that odor,
Sat down kitchen had my first meal,
And at that kitchen table seen my first mil,
In that same I seen my first half,
And in that same backroom opened my half,
A nigga lost so bad it was my math,
Look like the shit you put off in a bath,
What cud I say the realest niggas got got,
What cud I say even the realest niggas Pac,
So it's like he's relaxing,
being shy nigga just ask him,