Ill God
Smiles the Grinner
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Saucing, it's all that I drip Count up those dollars at home at the crib I be out bossing, you know what it is Van Nuys to Slauson, they're playing my shit I've been out rocking since summer '06 Adding maracas to chords and some kicks I've been out cordially hitting them licks I've been outscoring and hitting your bitch I've been a heathen out running my demons I'm running with speed on the track like Adidas We roll up the reefer You know that we keep it You niggas be reaching We don't f*ck with leeches My brothers my keeper The fake shit we see through I don't be fucking with people Realest one here, there's no sequel A real horror flick, there's no equal Bitch I'm a God (you know it) King of the sauce (coldest) Thinking you hard (bogus) Nigga I'm Harder (you bogus) Come for the slaughter, hold it My alma mater know it I know my momma notice The whip that she drives, she own it
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