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Master minded, boys get
Where the fuck my weed sack? I can't find it
Oh never mind right here
Got a roach behind my ear, higher the hemisphere
Dear diary: my is so firery
I when no one would hire me
used to ivory and pounds of that greenery
A grim scenery, but never had no of me
sag my Dickies Cantinflas, mami no te chiflas
my niggas out to Ninfas,
I need a for thirty-seven gangstas
the way the streets raised us: double gauges,
ranges, this money never change us, leave 'em brainless
Forever armed and
in my tub, not a Crip or a Blood
I'm a thug, that's known to fight with love

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

we go,
It's them soldiers from the
the "mero mero's"
Rasheed on golden pedals
style Colombians from mi end
hydroponic chronic smokin' chokin' love me in 'em
crumblin' to a hyna, (hey)
{but that might}?
that I'ma her so much
when the hustlin' get her
These be bangin' I hit 'em with the action
of the heart but won't be no attractions
You see I'm deep on my dividends
be givin' up friends, I don't none of that shit in the end
Independent disposal is world
aside, the laboratory where the papers
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity assure me the quality
I my cheddar, you countin' carrots in the Marriot
I a hit from my head to the planet
global, on my mobile, my click forever

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