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yo, i ride thru tha block twistin trees, then head 2 Mickey D's//
cause i jus got tha munchies, touch me i pump 3// and tha bullet go thru 2 ur dome drop u off home// and leave u on tha front porch bleedin on stone// i got bad bitches, plus i pull a trick evryday// wifey at home, yung chick suckin dick on tha way// to my house, and while im at it i jus skeet in her mouth// she say holla at me later i say, "bitch that i doubt"// who else u know wit criminal lyrics that be religious like biblical spirits// oh how i wish u could hear it, might have 2 miracle ear it// niggaz breathe heavy when tha gun in their face// son by their waist yellin "DADDY, DADDY, DADDY"// got fiends on tha corner yellin "ANTI 4 THA BAGGY"// and im too smooth wit this shit so tha jakes will neva tag me// check, i hold it down, love 4 tha Boggie down// every nite u hear sounds, cops or shots from a glock// that go pop and a nigga body get hot// evry otha a nigga body get dropped// whether 4 jewels or money, goddamn that shit aint funny// used to be bummy but still Take got honeys// 9 years old, hide and go fuck and got head o' plenty// im so nice i shud charge jus 2 rhyme// 50 dollars 4 my name, and charge about a hundred a line// check my in-state, credit is in date, i sling weight// got enuff of it so i can go out and spend cake// i hold twin eights plus get in late, my pen aches// cause i stay behind more barz than a muthafuckin inmate// PEACE |
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