Ricky Story
Dav Wilkins
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I got death as a whoadie Ridin for me in the whip Pray to god that it's a god to catch me if they catch me slip Cause if my homies not my homies I can only trust what I grip Grip on that loady if he cross me leave him holy repent To my own conscious cause to my knowledge it was me or him And I won't get Ricky'd outta envy cause he sitting on the bench A pussy and a trick do share a common scent if shit get fishy only common sense to become cognoscente Gotta watch my six Fake niggas multiply by two that's 12 we dodging it Multiplied by two that's 24 more hours I'm just tryin to live So test me And it take more than a complement to impress me Cause I know what they see is a chest peice so aiming the thing where they chest be Death riding with me when I'm riding in the whip She ain't never turned against me everybody else den switched Even she gon turn against me and but as pretty as she is Ain't got shit my chick karma though she known to be a bitch
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