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You n*ggas is traitors I gave you hard-working labour |
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I gave you your flavour you f*cking Bohemian haters |
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You n*ggas is fakers you gave me crumbs now give me cakes |
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The movers and fakers can f*ck around and catch the vapors |
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While I'm pulling capers watch how she's jumping like the Lakers |
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I want land with acres you f*cking papers |
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I'm from back in the day when them n*ggas was wearing |
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And they treat you like a racist |
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Mili-Militant yeah I'm back in the booth |
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30-30 pop I hit ya ass from the roof yeah |
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It's the truth shoot on ya where you |
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Money with body shots 'till your body drop (uh) |
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I ain't got the hammer cocked to probably shoot |
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We talk about we should've called a truce |
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Shout to all my n*ggas that be hanging on |
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Waiting to make their **** bark bang let loose |
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Chill man chill let's get at a dolla bill they told me |
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Chill let's get at a dolla bill they |
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Chill let's get at a dolla bill they told me |
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Chill let's get at a dolla bill |
