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1:]
I got 25 in my book bag
25 of that OG gag
I got a mouthful of niggas OG bag
And I'm a paper 1 and y'all not fed
I got the pretty ice glass with the
I made a half of mil made out of fan
And I get the dough to your daddy
Coming on you know I fuck your mamy
26 is great 8 the headbag
Can't hear from mama what a G bag
Red 4's on already bentley
Crib blue lookin just like pentley
On way nigga but I on the schemeless
hit a lick so I'm finna spend plenty
Pop up in the I ain't thought up in the 20
I at least 20 mil on I 20
20 year old, hit 20 licks
30 years old 20 year old bitch
roze at 30 years old
Suicide dogs, I don't die bitch
Got a from my niggas said daddy what a bleach
Tell me where you come that's where he will be
Pillow with a mac 11 rding for the
And a nigga gon me, a nigga gon jump

2:]
Just got a and my dog got some steady
Get the car and the chopper's out the alley
This the part of the game where shit gets
say he got problem, we gotta let him have it
All a AK's and a couple cars
With my dog been now we got a couple problems
He wrong or he right, bitch we on sight
Burn your man's house the next morning catch a flight
Check 'em out her hope he told his family night
Thanks to breaking down these bails I'm a need a good
Out in Vegas partying like it ain't shit
Out fucking with these bitches tryin to see what happenin
I hate ass niggas with a passion
I had to leave ain't got time for no question
Feet up smoking and relaxing
Shoot a ass out, John Paxen

3:]
I'm the type of nigga will shoot you in
to a nigga that I robbed in the public
I said I heard you lookin for me and he try to the subject
Had that pussy in my breeze said he thought I epic
Up in told all day through the public
Somebody called the police 'cause they thought I was gonna them
I get shit bad that is not out for discussion
They say the nose on 6 had to be trusted
But ever take you there and pull up in the cullies
If your nigga had a roast then the nigga lucky
I might pull up in a Rolls Royce and up in a bucket
Ye I rob your home boy but I motherfucking ducking
If you see me in the better keep on trucking
'Cause niggas on the fuck shit and they ain't with the fuck around
Got a pistol with you dog and here it's the
Matter of fact 2 pistols let you get the pistol
You it I was 8 when I first learned to wrestle
I was on cook, man those fuckers was catching
Get squick, man the law he was blessing
Got a car and then a tec got a whole lot of
How the bed how the dough I go off the extasy
pull a move maybe nigga was finessing
But I broke off and got it on professionally
Then my first second mil put pussy along that massacre