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Verse one You can't even picture thoexamples, and shit ya wrote I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat carry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish it's on from storm, I'm wearin' the teflon vest rest in born in rubbish, free spots, and Ez spots rock like Holly Mzots, one of the top notches of the block and I hardly touch my Pz knots, three point five thirtys doin' dirty twenty five, to glit money live I flip, tell'em shit to Nix hang ya picture, throw'em all that sippin' on that, you ain't hard that ah, you fallin' to buildinI'm like where's ya heart at I'm lack as communcations, to the nation I wanna talk Cuz, bitch wuz born to hawk, won't slove ya town and get torn apart, times wastin Chorus [Singer]- It's the life that you live, when your hangin' on bein' a thug, and you tryin' to get you shit off how do you do it? How do you swing it? (2x)

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