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Out here is sick AR 70s
And albino pits
Patriots and bushmasters
Home invasions and licks
Im in it to make the most you
You in it to flam boast you
You in it to tricking off to them hoes
Im in to make her buy me some clothes
I be treating my scraper like a rolls
Let me stop lying no I dont
I be sideways on two toys
All the rappers call me unc
Feasible unheathable
The best thing that ever did it
Incredible like E jerome
Pitch it Im a hit it
One of my youngsters
Just got popped with a
They tryna wash him
They talking football numbers
They tryna stop
Its murk in the ave
Take one of mine
Im take three of theirs
Some of you suckers
Cant take a lettuce from a cabbage
A coon from a plum
Kangaroo from a radish
Look at my life
Look at my guys look at my fame
Look at you guys look at my eyes
Look at my
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M wanted this already
Squat a 33 year old chevy
Replace everything all in heat cherry yeah
Chrome under the hood straight scary
Get my grown man on sacramento valley
On 22s playboy vet rallies
Tremendo to the extreme where I go
Pimping Im cleaner than a san jose car show
Hotter than barstow in august
Chevy land love me
Im year one flawless
The law just pull up beside me
Give me the thumbs up
I turn the beat up like
Thats whats up
Hah studio tone yadada mean
Got us mobbed out
Smacking like magazine
When I wanna roll deep
I gotta van
But right now
Its young meek in the waterbed
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Oh the turfs scorchers
Smoking hot like a broken stove
Me and my filipinos
Tongans and cholos
On the soil
Taking precaution
On the roof in the trees with the lands
Listening and watching
Good grief
Its never been this ugly out here
We in some heavy beef
They left his body in the streets for twelve hours
Candlelight vigils
Sidewalk funerals and flowers
These youngsters aint listening
They disrespecting me
Aint no OGs to holler at
No one to detonate
Chemical babies
The parents smoking rocks
Plus they aint never
Had a chance to know god
In my days I was raised in the church
Mama did what she could just
To keep us off the turf
But it aint no one to blame
But noriega and regan and rock cocaine
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On the slab
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On the slab
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On the slab