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

[Rasheed &
On
"We goin' nowhere"
Hell nah
"We goin' nowhere"
No way, no how
"We goin' 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' potency love me in 'em
crumblin' to a hyna, (hey)
{but that might}?
I'ma love her so much
when the get behind her
These senoritas be bangin' I hit 'em with the
of the heart but won't be no attractions
You see I'm deep on my dividends
be up friends, I don't need none of that shit in the end
Independent disposal is world
Convulsion aside, the laboratory where the
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity me the highest quality
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, ain't no us
I used to get drunk and fuck a
but now I get surrounded by top notch off the hinges
I guess I got my three
To the world like a muthafuckin' ounce of dope
Niggas see me, even with a microscope
I tag cities up, run through 'em
labels wonder what the fuck I'm doin'
I'm pursuin' my dreams, it's not what it seems
I just see my people live like kings and queens
Versace jeans, hundred dollar shirts
You jealous pigs on my dick act like jerks
but face it, all that hatin' is gay
You mad 'cause your house as much as my bracelet
I'd die, then work for the man
No more saving pennies, no more cans