i got shottie's to protect me g'z plz
still'll leave ya body lumpy like cottage cheese
and fuck a fed we are some mobsters
my dude'll put the noodle to ya head like pasta
leave it red like lobstah.. no dreds
but like a rostah we cops alots of herb
record the illest shit you ever heard
clever words is all i'm speakin' while im skeet skeetin'
on your freak all weekend in the back of a black jeep n
i still keep the heat crack stashed in the steet
passed the police they didnt even glace at me

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