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Master minded, boys get
Where the fuck my sack? I just can't find it
Oh never mind it's right
Got a roach behind my ear, higher than the
diary: my hood is so firery
I remember when no one hire me
used to sell ivory and pounds of that
A grim scenery, but never had no of me
sag my like Cantinflas, mami no te chiflas
take my out to Ninfas,
I need a for thirty-seven gangstas
the way the streets raised us: pump gauges,
close ranges, this money change us, leave 'em brainless
Forever and dangerous
Bubbles in my tub, not a Crip or a
I'm a thug, that's to fight hate with love

[Rasheed &
On
"We goin' nowhere"
nah homeboy
"We ain't nowhere"
No way, no how
"We ain't nowhere"
So what you thought
"We goin' nowhere"

we go,
It's them soldiers from the
the "mero mero's"
Rasheed on golden pedals
Acapulco style from mi end
hydroponic chronic chokin' potency love me in 'em
to a fine hyna, (hey)
{but that leavin'
I'ma love her so much
when the hustlin' get her
These be bangin' I hit 'em with the action
assassination of the heart but be no attractions
You see I'm deep on my dividends
be givin' up friends, I don't need none of that in the end
Independent is world wide
Convulsion aside, the laboratory the papers
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity me the highest quality
I follows my cheddar, you countin' carrots in the
I carry a hit from my head to the
global, on my mobile, my click forever

In God we trust,
Partna, ain't no us
I to get drunk and fuck a hippopotamus
but now I get surrounded by top bitches off the hinges
I guess I got my three
To rock the like a muthafuckin' ounce of dope
Niggas see me, even with a microscope
I tag cities up, run right 'em
labels wonder what the fuck I'm doin'
I'm pursuin' my dreams, it's not what it seems
I just wanna see my live like kings and queens
Versace jeans, eighteen hundred dollar
You jealous pigs on my dick act like jerks
but face it, all that is gay shit
You mad 'cause your house as much as my bracelet
I'd rather die, then for the man
No saving pennies, no more collecting cans