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Verse one You cant even picture tho Examples, and shit ya wrote I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat Carry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish Its on from storm, Im wearin the teflon vest Rest in born in rubbish, free spots, and ez spots Rock like holly mzots, one of the top notches of the block And I hardly touch my pz knots, three point five Thirtys doin dirty twenty five, to glit money live I flip, tellem shit to nix Hang ya picture, throwem all that Sippin on that, you aint hard that Ah, you fallin to buildin Im like wheres ya heart at Im lack as communcations, to the nation I wanna talk Cuz, bitch wuz born to hawk, wont slove ya town And get torn apart, times wastin Chorus [singer]- its the life that you live, when your hangin on Bein a thug, and you tryin to get you shit off How do you do it? how do you swing it? (2x) [fatal talkin over chorus] Its no way out the game You cant see it Verse two The devil dont want me yet, so I pack teks Writin out my will, wit a black cease a rep I handle mics, like hardaway And never get stripped, bust ya boy shit When he ridin on my dick Nigga ya foulin out, hackin me wit the wack rhymes Grabin ya nine, shootin scared tryin snatch mine I murder niggaz, like you on the humble tip And use murderin al, cuz he dont bull shit They scared of me, so they ran and got they homies Thinkin the tendaroonies, fatal dog, Ill lonely Fuck me, just stuck me like you wanna love I play every cona , and aint a damn nigga stuck me Im fresh out of jail, and caught a body on a hoe Beatin down slow, cuz you niggaz, dont know Chorus (2x) Verse three Immortal outlaw, come hold a mack eleven, south board My clout board, Im clockin spots down south soar Im bad company, these cats be huntin me Frontin, and say they dumped at me But scared to smoke a blunt, I dump on three and act quick Have shit, in ma jacket, bullet burn like acid When I fire, and rapid, you can take it from the block Ill be glockin till I drop, a deuce deuce On my boots, wit the chocolate, on top I cant be stoped, wiled like al, named kadafi Nigga watch me, told me these streets iz black hockey Told me Ill play the goalie, wit the four four caliber Slipt ya mellon like galier, when I rip this bumpin up out of ya Leaven hotter then scorns, hot spots and conas Dont say I aint wanted, when you be got youll be coned These streets aint half steppin, they got weapons for aint shady If you aint shelled, lately, they got places for public safety, times wastin Chorus (4.5x)
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