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Master minded, boys get
Where the my weed sack? I just can't find it
Oh never mind right here
Got a roach behind my ear, higher than the
diary: my hood is so firery
I remember when no one would me
used to sell and pounds of that greenery
A grim scenery, but had no fear 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 raised us: double pump gauges,
close ranges, this money never us, leave 'em brainless
armed and dangerous
Bubbles in my tub, not a or a Blood
I'm a thug, that's known to fight hate with

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

we go,
It's soldiers from the ghetto
the "mero mero's"
Rasheed puffing on pedals
Acapulco style from mi end
hydroponic smokin' chokin' potency love me in 'em
crumblin' to a hyna, (hey)
{but that might}?
that love her so much
the hustlin' get behind her
These senoritas be bangin' I hit 'em with the
assassination of the but won't be no attractions
You see I'm calculating deep on my
be givin' up friends, I don't none of that shit in the end
Independent is world wide
Convulsion aside, the laboratory where the
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity assure me the highest
I my cheddar, you countin' carrots in the Marriot
I carry a hit my head to the planet
global, on my mobile, my click known

In God we trust,
Partna, no bossin' 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 like a muthafuckin' ounce of dope
Niggas see me, even with a microscope
I tag cities up, run right 'em
other labels wonder what the fuck I'm
I'm just pursuin' my dreams, it's not what it
I just see my people live like kings and queens
Versace jeans, eighteen dollar shirts
You jealous pigs on my dick act like fuckin'
but face it, all that hatin' is gay
You mad 'cause your costs as much as my bracelet
I'd rather die, then for the man
No more pennies, no more collecting cans