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Master minded, boys get
Where the fuck my sack? I just can't find it
Oh never mind it's here
Got a roach behind my ear, higher 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 like Cantinflas, mami no te chiflas
my niggas out to Ninfas,
I need a for thirty-seven gangstas
the way the streets raised us: pump gauges,
close ranges, this never change us, leave 'em brainless
Forever armed and
in my tub, not a Crip or a Blood
I'm a thug, that's to fight hate with love

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

we go,
It's soldiers from the ghetto
the "mero mero's"
puffing on golden pedals
Acapulco style Colombians mi end
hydroponic chronic smokin' chokin' potency me in 'em
crumblin' to a hyna, (hey)
{but leavin' might}?
that love 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 calculating deep on my
be up friends, I don't need none of that shit in the end
Independent disposal is wide
Convulsion aside, the laboratory where the
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity assure me the highest
I follows my cheddar, you carrots in the Marriot
I a hit from 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 bitches off the hinges
I I got my three wishes
To rock the world like a ounce of dope
Niggas see me, even with a microscope
I tag up, run right through 'em
other labels wonder what the fuck I'm
I'm pursuin' my dreams, it's not what it seems
I just wanna see my people live kings and queens
Versace jeans, eighteen dollar shirts
You jealous pigs on my dick act fuckin' jerks
but face it, all hatin' is gay shit
You mad 'cause your house as much as my bracelet
I'd rather die, then for the man
No more saving pennies, no more collecting