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And she of me, she know about my infamous life Shootouts in New York various types money, faster guns, we party every night 'Cause we perform, every day of the for that price
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baby, you little babies so emotional And tip-toe around the beef until that to you got no problem in smokin' you Enemies I could with, be the ones that's close to you
And do, what I'm to do, approach Duke Why you faggots only from out, the vocal booth? my style be that overproof, open the Coupe Open face was talkin', wasn't talkin' to you
And now the medics gotta mind to your face, tyin' the You tellin' a D.A. got 'em tryin' the case, yeah Bottom you cowards is ass Know Mobb good, in y'all music is trash
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