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

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

we go,
It's them soldiers the ghetto
the "mero mero's"
Rasheed puffing on golden
style Colombians from mi end
hydroponic chronic smokin' chokin' potency me in 'em
crumblin' to a hyna, (hey)
{but that leavin'
that I'ma her so much
when the get behind her
senoritas be bangin' I hit 'em with the action
assassination of the but won't be no attractions
You see I'm calculating on my dividends
be givin' up friends, I need none of that shit in the end
disposal is world wide
Convulsion aside, the laboratory where the
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity me the highest quality
I follows my cheddar, you countin' in the Marriot
I carry a hit my head to the planet
global, on my mobile, my click known

In God we trust,
Partna, ain't no us
I used to get drunk and fuck a
but now I get surrounded by top notch off the hinges
I I got my three wishes
To rock the world a muthafuckin' ounce of dope
couldn't see me, even with a microscope
I tag cities up, run right 'em
other labels wonder what the I'm doin'
I'm just my dreams, it's not what it seems
I just wanna see my people live like kings and
jeans, eighteen hundred dollar shirts
You pigs on my dick act like fuckin' jerks
but it, all that hatin' is gay shit
You mad 'cause house costs as much as my bracelet
I'd rather die, work for the man
No more saving pennies, no more cans