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Follow the leader Praying for Gee Zus Darker then Aether Niggas was eating They commit treason Lie for no reason Ask for a feature I might come
smell makes me wanna gag Her eyeliner runs when she pukes in that bag In the chemical car The whole ride home she'd talk shit about my dad Then we'd pull
I want to know.....who the fuck down wit me? I want to know.....unh I want to know..... First Verse: Would you ride with me, even though it's
Girl you are such a sick puppy, I admire that in a woman|Now if you're all done scaring me out of my wits, what about that Promised Land?|She said 'Baby
Who you flowin? Who you owin? In '98 don't shit come free Not even hard rhymes that's describin these hard times Do the math baby, do the math
surrounded by despisers that's intoxicated Cause all of us are gang related, Later years fully gettin' there What do we have here? One day every family
surrounded by despisers that's intoxicated Cause all of us are gang related, Later years fully gettin' there What do we have here? One day every family
my messages flooded with bodies and hella to do I bought a flight to come drop on my mama then went to a funeral settlement too I seen a nigga get
a couple plaques God willing They know that I’m winning so they come wit plenty of friends Seeing the fake exposing the hate im on go til the end I’m
to you Like we opposites, I'm walkin' wit two huge Blunts, coughin' often, but lockin' in to not End in a coffin, we poppin', bitch you not I throw up
Well, it's a hot, hot Sunday, jump up around a quarter to ten Had to run and get this blunt that I left in my Benz I lit the shit and caught
trill Pay her my bills I pay my dues Ride for my dudes Sails the 7 seas Need that Nike please Grip her peach Hold it down When it come around
Well shoutout to miss AsianDaBrat Bitches in and out the crib feel like lil Cenat I ain't stressin when you texting me like where are we at That ain't no
come stay the night wit me Lemme show you what I’m made of. Got all these bitches tryna test me, but lately i feel like i been at my best. I got all
Aye you (whistle) come here yea yea you lewe go lewe go you... yea you breathe you got to breathe (X3) you.... ready to defend in the toughest times
and Shadow we not giving a fuck, (what) Criminal minded, criminal's blinded by the fact that we dying To the top of the game we popping these days Showing
To make you see the world this way So much more than we can comprehend And until we come to grips with this And see the limits of our wits We'll never see
and Shadow we not giving a fuck, (what) Criminal minded, criminal's blinded by the fact that we dying To the top of the game we popping these days Showing
at my loca ca ca tion Pull up at my loca ca ca tion Come make I chop your occupation oh girl Baby show my side baby show my side Baby show my side baby
My eyes were ignited by your beauty And my lips were excited to say What my heart was shouting out so deep inside me Well that was then, here's how
I was twenty one naive Not cynical, I try to please Her wit, her speech, her repartee Impressed me almost instantly She went all the way All
Soon as I turn her out And there'll be no doubt that she'll be flippin like a burger Now I'm just a two-steppin, Hugh Heffin' Gotta watch for these
Oh, and at your age, the sharpest wit of all that I’ve seen Remember what you comprehend The days may come in waves and make you strange But how you’ve
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