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Please tell these theres no hoe in me,
These niggas takin all these but aint no holes in me,
So what you shootin at niggas you hit shit yet,
Jus check my black tee and it still wet --
Please these niggas theres no hoe in me,
These niggas takin all these 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!

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

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

would I ever really been without that baking soda?
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 same backroom I seen my first half,
And in that same backroom my worst half,
A lost so bad it was my worst math,
Look the shit you put off in a bird bath,
What cud I say even the niggas got got,
What cud I say even the niggas quote Pac,
So confident it's he's relaxing,
Quit being shy nigga ask him,