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Nah, I ain't trying to dance nigga f*ck that I done popped all these pills So where the love at Where the bad bitches and the drugs at F*ck that I'm trying to bring high street back This molly got me hard as the concrete My bitch call me Too $hort she Know I been a freak Where your friend at I need a two-piece Put that pussy on my head like a kufi Girl that ass so big and it juicy Throw that pussy at me ain't Gotta give me a roofie I ain't got a lot of manners so excuse me F*ck my dick, you can have it bitch use me I don't give a f*ck About no motherfucking floozy F*ck you, I'm a dog like Snoopy Bitch, your niggas dumb and they goofy And I ain't never give a f*ck about a groupie I don't care if you owe me A dollar nigga f*ck that Think I'm playin' bout money I be right back That peace talk I don't wanna hear none of that Niggas think I'm playing, nigga f*ck that (f*ck that) F*ck that (f*ck that) , f*ck that (f*ck that) Niggas think I'm playing nigga f*ck that That peace talk I don't wanna Hear none of that Niggas think I'm playing I be right back Nigga I be right back like I never left Smith & Wess with a teflon on my chest All that arguing about who the best Hands down niggas know he coming out the West Bullets tearing through the flesh Of you bitch niggas I had the undertaker dig a ditch nigga Livewire, the game run it with An iron fist nigga I ain't worried about nothing But my chips nigga Big banger, big bezel on my wrist nigga Everytime I speak you with the Thoughts of a drug dealer Real nigga, horny motherfucker, pussy killer Stop trying to treat me like I'm Tito when I'm Mike nigga busting down bands Going shopping with my white niggas I get real skrilla Your bitch think I'm Godzilla Slide through, shoot shit up on the Told 'em I be right back You ain't even know nigga F*ck the economy, f*ck hard times F*ck what your going through, gimme all mine Every dime You dreaming bout a brand new whip What you finna flip, we'll take that shit Bitch trying to creep through the town See your picture in the paper when We lay your ass down Cause you ain't nothing but a clown Another dead body was found is it true? Was it you? What them niggas do? F*ck with Short Dogg Motherfucker you through All you fake niggas gonna get it one day Owing people money you don't ever wanna pay Now they wanna kill you, they can't wait It's the money or your life, it's too late Can't pay 'em next week, or turn back time Ned to stop being stupid and Learn how to grind, bITCH
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