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shooter Jus bought a new pet that be flyin Round Them wings in it huge I can imagine you pecked by the shit it be popping Out Got in my bag if you don't
Standing in the kitchen with my wife beater on Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it's all there Yeah I just ran through the bag it's all there Pull
my Byrd in the pot The industry weak Coke flooded 3rd of the block deez be coming by the 100 we post up getting blunted shorty hesitant of my dick I
still got the tool, nigga (I still got the tool) Nigga, I bury niggas like I bury straps (Yeah) He talk about me in a fuckin' rap (Rap) You might wrap
Under pressure, So I'm on the move. Gotta lotta work so I got plenty tools. Feds watching, Tryna pin the crew. So I got plenty spots, It's like
That's my fucking swag and my Feng shui Powder in the pot so watch it cook up in the kitchen I got powder in the pot so watch it cook up in the kitchen
You know what it do, me and you we're not the same homey Always grip the tools, fire off and they go bang homey We're not the same homey I keep them
both sides Canned food Manmade tools Lanacane, band aids, mandrake root Bindle on a broomstick, pancaked shoes And a handshake-proof campaign, can’t
2.5 million years ago, a friend of mine Made a tool from a stone and defended his tribe It's technology, sorry for the technical term It's
Was on two Now three Damn I'm on three baby Ain't gone fold on you Don't fold on me baby Blocc stay in order No glitches No stumbles Tools for
with pro tools I know a nigga who moving them pounds Know a couple niggas who got their degrees All of my niggas done came up from nothing So I'm hoping
When he was a kid he was fitted with a bib By a momma on the daily had a Nigga well fed All she ever did, tell him, "Use your head" Think before you
え, Tonyさん Stayin' on low, stayin' on go Stayin' live right, livin' right by tha Code Simon gon' say, what he gon' say When you like me you can live
in by the day Nike checks on me, I don't got a sponsorship If they don't run with us, then we don't talk to em We just been working, it's really our
that I've been screwed By my school, rude seniors, plus the teachers and the rules And we wonder why there's always someone plottin' with a tool Blow
the kid Every day I do it big Designer on me in the crib Money in the fridge We be eaten by sreak and ribs OG gas nothing mid Get it how you live
[Hook] I been getting pressure straight from México, I been getting pressure by the heavy loads You don’t want this pressure, It's a heavy load Aye, It
the sun She took the initiative And down the path she went She filled her pots after she swam There, by the riverbed With silent determination She came
work up off the pot Pot I'm hittin' licks We know you not Not Throwing bands, get the plow If she slug, Ima slide I been fuckin' up the roll About
Everything I've been droppin' hot Like a coffee pot I'm up Workin' early every mornin I don't ever stop Probably missed it Hit him with the first
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
Real niggas came to party, Ace hood! Real niggas came to party I say Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Beamer Had no pot to piss in, now I'm living
me? They all conspiracy theories Worthless, like testing Ev' defeats the purpose Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
I'm still servin Earning Sterling So determined Still searching For this pot of gold Days just go By Night settles Im still swervin Lurking
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