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And now you do what they told ya
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing
Do what they told ya
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge
what they told ya
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge
They're
Sees it all, she wants shore
I want it all and I want more
She sees it all, she wants shore
I want it all and I want more
Handshakes
Ya'll too fake
I
D
See me, I take this gangbang shit to hold mouthes
Beach coup, the hood patrol wit my flag in ya mommas style
I throw my set up, I ret
don't quit
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't stop
Come on Wes, give 'em what ya got
Give me the mic and I'm a wreck ya from the start to end
records, they hustlin'
Okay now Khaled told me kill 'em, he just told me kill 'em
Hundred for the Beamer, Kudos for the dealer
Murder, bet I wrote it,
sittin there thinkin that you can hit me with ya whip appeal
I ain't baby face bitch I got dick appeal
She laid down, grabbed me by my waste
Got freaky
the bitches sprung
That’s why in every line or any song I’m on my style is always different just admit it Im a bomb
Shouldn’t come to no surprise Mr Shadows
Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left
Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man
With the Grand Canyon rap, you dynamic wingspan
The Power from
I left Houston, Texas on a gulf coast hurricane I was blowed down by a
Tornado washed up by the rain well my pappy wasn't happy with mehe told me
told me how you never have fun
But you know I know you know I'm not like him
You like my style, I like your style, let's get it in
I heard you like
system shutting down all communications
To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses
Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's
By
Got a swag they can't style me
Do you can't do me haaa
I'ont need none of y'all niggaz
I'ont want none of ya bitches
I bet you niggaz be praying I fail
prove that whenеver I spit
Told Legion it was me and my Tequila
Now I'm standing here talking my shit
I just wanna keep it real
I just wanna keep it real
you with my wang
Ya know what I'm saying?
I stuck her with my wang
She hit me in the balls
I grabbed her by her neck
And I bounced her off the walls
She
Fruit ninja split ya cantaloupe
Hundred Hand hit
Water style
Water flow
Fire style
Want the smoke
Wood style
Smoking dope
Wind style
Finna blow
Earth
Life styles of the live-en-dead
First ya live den ya dead, died trying ta clock what I said
Now I got a murder rap 'cause I bust ya cap with flavor,
I burn my rubber
But when I get mad, Snoop, I pop my rubber
A girl tried to pop my rubber (What?)
Told her like Mike to Billie Jean, you are not my
tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother
Don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll
Turn your head to Gushers, sucka
Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka duckin'
Tell all them suckas get the fuck outta my way MAN
You understand?
G Season
Told you motherfuckas once,
a gutter nigga
Police ain't gon' find me nigga
Cause I'm long gone nogga
Should've listen to me nigga
Told ya I'm a testin' nigga
We gon' leave you
Pussy start to gushing
Ya she told me I'm the best
When she put her head down
I be all up in her neck
In her chest
Just keep sucking baby girl
Don't miss
the Glove, but nice with the shots
Don't try to put me down, I don't feel pain and sorrow
(The sun will come out!) Yeah tomorrow, tomorrow
I bet ya bottom
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