Deathrow!
Shaway
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I'm a yung jit, still going in, Bitch im in He was in the office, I'll kick you out this bitch Didn't have to run from 12 like Jake on a blitz Running from my own trail, had to put me up a fence All these long days hurtin' like you better pucker lips I'm a hurdle over the mountain, anything life throw In this bitch mind, I don't even wanna share it though In a hot rod, I might slide in an auto Falling six feet deep for the bih death row All the liquor up in my cup, yell, damn otter The people knocked it off I didn't even wanna f*ck with you, you really not my dog How the hell you wanna f*ck with me and then you knock me down Don't wanna see the broad, don't even like my type And I'm knowing what I know, and I cannot be right You really stumbling and you couldn't stomach I've been digesting facts like I wanted knowledge They dont believe in me like I seen a saucer Like I really need the space, baby, you is not beloved Baby wanna be a part of genes, wanna see my sausage I got all these good genes, baby, we could go and prosper We could f*ck together, but that don't mean I'm great father Every single 50 shades, it's gonna get harder Everybody find a way to hate Put shades on, no bother Know the nigga really hate, full throttle, go bottle I don't even need a bottle, I'ma just smoke ghanja Listen up, class, nigga, I'm your real proctor Like her witta, little class, no, we gon' go farther Hit a nigga with the glass, don't play with my problem If I hit on your woman, then I'll be the bother They not in lense, so they could not toggle Know that they was off the steps, so I could not bother Creeping up your steps, like a damn creepy crawler Walking up in your crib, no invite, I'm the robber Like me see your insides, where the flaws at residing Got my staff on my side, I make wind All the stamina inside, need win That bitch still in fairyland, playing all pretend I'm a young jit, still going in, bitch, I'm in If you was in the office, I'll kick you out, this bitch Didn't have to run from 12, like Jake on the blitz Running from my own trail, had to put me up a fence All these long days hurting, like you better pucker lips I'm a hurdle over the mountain, anything life throw In this bitch mind, I don't even want to share though In a hot rod, Ima slide in an auto Fallin' six feet, deep for the bih death row All the liquor up in my cup, yell damn otter
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