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goin' in, with everybody who behind me
I was gettin' it, now I'm in it and it's perfect timin'
Everything that you said, I ain't forget about it (I
What up, Rippah?
I come from posted on the block with them hot boys
Seven of us ridin' on a bike, totin' them fire rods
I smoke a show, man, how
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Bonnie who!
It's Clyde and Rod and Reggie ass
Schemin on a nigga goods
Spying on some lady bag
Hard to empathize when they getting tagged
Gettin bagged
So
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
Do you want to live, Step up to me you meet ya end
We Live by do or die, you break the code we break a limb
I know I got some screws loose, I ain't
the prophecy
Life is an odyssey
Im an anomaly
Constantly chasing this broccoli
Where is the sovereignty? God, God
Beating these beats with a rod, rod
You just
seem like everybody dying death can’t wait it ain’t patient
They shoot the house up doing drive by’s they killing kids and they inside
They up
Warren G, Xzibit, everybody out there
He's for real my nigga, well you could've just hella at yo uncle Rod man, I will hook u up with him
Well, it might
that death way harder to dodge
When your Bible ain't your rod
Yea I was crying by myself ohhhhhhhh
Yea I was face to face with death oooooh noooooo
On my
pain her like Curtis
Track I ran the streets at 11
He 12, he think we don't know that he tellin'
13, kicked out the church by the reverend
Still
by the way I
By the amount of piss and seed I could exude
Over the columns that nestled the P.A.
Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping
the price of fame
02:09.31Everybody know lust and love aint the same
02:12.36Find something that you really passionate about
02:15.34Find ya way through
on the news
Beat down by the cops over 30 years ago and still you don't have a clue
True
Social medias too toxic
Everybody's fighting about race again
I'm
12’s in a CRX
MY NIGGAS THUMPING
JUST PRAY
THAT YOU DONT BE NEXT
YEAH MY NIGGAS BE BODYING SHIT
IM ATTRACTED TO THE BRAINS
ITS A PLUS IF SHE THICK
[Puff Daddy]
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil -- for you are with me
Your rod and your staff, they
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for you are with me
Your rod and your staff, they comfort me
You
like this
But now I got the money, so every day we lit
By the time I turned ten I was running wild, listening to Juvenile
Staying at my grandma
mayne ('ware, mayne)
12's in the trunk soundin' like an airplane (ayy, ayy, yeah)
A 757 jet (jet)
He ain't know? You dealin' with a fuckin' vet (yeah)
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
Knowing everybody seen it
Judged by the 12
Getting buried by the 12
That's a double edged sword
Send a nigga straight to hell
And the bail so high
Pay ya
Was it his fascination, for strangulation
The lynchings in the '20's was his inspiration
Unspeakable acts that made front page
Motivated by
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