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I don't give a fuck about you anyways I'm by your side, I'll give a shit about you I'm by your side, I'll give a shit about you I'm by your side, I'll give a shit about you I guess I'm just a play date to you Third world Deliver bullets like mailman He get put in the dirt, get buried in sandman Find peter parker like sandman Know a nigga wont hide, we stay in the foe We smokin' gas too loud, might bust out the speakers So we keep that shit on the low Feelin' like tee, this shit out the d If a nigga get wrong, we go up on the score And that's on God Know I smoke trees, big dope He play, he gon' get rolled Pass me the stick cause lil' bro really think its a joke He get rolled up, then smoke Niggas can't think about callin' me twin No you ain't my kind, and I got different flows Remember them days we was sleepin' on floors We ain't have a TV to put on a show I say ma i'm the realest to put on I get fresh as the fuck when I put on my tulones Watchin' my back like it's V-Lone Yeen clutchin', no fye no it's hard to survive 'Cause ma i smoke dead opps in the back of the room And crazy thoughts slip on my mind And I hope a nigga ain't crazy the play with lil' Dre 'Cause I hate to put him in disguise I say, oh, let's ride Feeling like xero cause I'm tryna kill five guys I don't wanna lose my mind I can't cuff no, hoe, she get hog tied Get on the beat then i woah Get on the beat then I flow This shit hea crazy, nigga, I'm made out the foe Nigga don't get out of hand, this shit outrageous I need a thick, bad bitch, like Blasian hope she don't get out of line Get to removin' these hoes like they on the blocklist I ain't tryna waste no time No, know that i'm on my grind She tell me that's fine But hold on, lil' mama, you fine I hope a opp don't slide 'Cause they never hit shit I know they tired of tryin' but run it I'm out my body, but fuck it I'm out my body, nah, shit really finna get crazy Call me a opp for the run it I'm tired of fuckin' on hoes, that be too lazy Lil nigga think about robbin Load up the whip, Man this shit finna be outrageous Selling a gen, I might cop it Nigga, this shit out of bama , I'm screamin' free brazy I say, ma, i'm the realest to put on I get fresh as the fuck when I put on my tulone Watchin' my back like it's V-Lone Yeen clutchin', no fye know it's hard to survive 'Cause ma i smoke dead opps in the back of the room And crazy s thoughts slip on my mind And I hope a nigga ain't crazy to play with lil' Dre 'Cause I hate to put him in disguise And I say, oh, let's ride Feel like xero cause I'm tryna kill five guys I don't wanna lose my mind I can't cuff no hoe, she get hog tied Get on the beat and I woah Get on the beat and I float This shit here crazy Nigga, I'm made out the 4 Nigga, don't get out of hand This shit outrageous Third world Ayy, this shit outrage Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm This shit get crazy, On God Thanks for watching