| Say a prayer, then I road run
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| And I do the same thing when I load guns
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| If you ain’t pour a four you ain’t pour none'
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| I be off the molly heavy, goin' so dumb
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| Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
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| Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain’t fold once
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| Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
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| Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain’t fold once
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| Bitch I’m rollin' like a wheel, I pop out with steel
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| How you feel off a pill, it give me the chills
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| Gang shit, probably fuckin' on your main bitch
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| Dangerous, don’t fuck around, we gon' bang shit
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| Lame bitch, you ain’t talkin' 'bout no money
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| I’m off a percocet, my cup be hella muddy
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| I’m hella stingy, she ain’t gettin' nothin' from me
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| Designer denim, hold my pistol it get ugly
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| Ain’t no rap shit, my niggas really thuggin'
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| I get smacked bitch, the mollys got me bustin'
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| Off the 'Tussin, get to itchin' when I’m fussin'
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| No discussions, when we slidin', bitch we bustin'
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| Point three of molly with my body, Ohgeesy and Cool
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| I’m in the vip tweakin' and shit, right hand on my tool
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| I’m high as fuck, I feel like white bro who shot up the school
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| Ho in my face, throwin' me off, really buzzin' my mood
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| You out here fuckin' up the game, you beat her, I send her
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| Tell her off shit checkin' that door, I don’t never miss dinner
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| Hit Hollywood lookin' for tricks, I prefer a white collar
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| Offset Jim murder our trig, that’s a gallon of water
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| Givin' out fades, I whip feet in these foreign cleats
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| Hop out that stolo and start clappin' like a David Teel beat
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| I ain’t no vegan bitch, I’ma eat if you say we got beef
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| I ain’t finna run, hide from shit, this ain’t hide and go seek
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| I don’t forgive, I don’t care about the season or reason
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| Them bitches left me to get jumped when I was fightin' them demons
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| Now they thirsty and wanna slurp me, yep, drink this semen
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| No more TOS meetings, dog I’m tired of preachin', it’s BLACK
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| Bitch I got the gang with me right now
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| You gon' make me go insane, better pipe down
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| Really come from snatching chains and riding bikes 'round
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| And ain’t no nigga with me that ain’t 'bout that lifestyle
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| Bitch you better get to suckin' when the lights out
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| Make some money doin' somethin', put the pipe down
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| I’m a dog, let me find out what his wife 'bout
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| Let me hit raw, fucked around, knocked her lights out
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| Rob Vicious got that stick, what you gon' do? |
| (bitch I’m Rob Vicious)
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| Have my lil nigga smoke you (rrrah)
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| Everybody with me trap and shoot poles too
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| Bitch talkin' back, I shoot back at your whole crew
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| Big bullets, ain’t no motherfuckin' nine shells
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| Every morning I be lookin' for them dime sales
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| Crack kills nigga, no my crack sells nigga
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| Get cracked, we sell crack and make bale nigga
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| Say a prayer, then I road run
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| And I do the same thing when I load guns
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| If you ain’t pour a four you ain’t pour none'
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| I be off the molly heavy, goin' so dumb
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| Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
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| Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain’t fold once
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| Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
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| Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain’t fold once
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| I’ll knock your bitch in the honor
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| I go by the name of ALLBLACK
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| Shoreline, thank you for fuckin' with me
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| Shoreline Mafia, you know we rockin' with ALLBLACK
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| Gang shit, we on all that
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| Ayy, you know how I’m rockin'
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| Vicious to the death, bitches gettin' left
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| Ohgeesy, bitch I’m Rob Vicious, rockin' with ALLBLACK
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| HellaWave, we the wave
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| All my niggas gettin' paid every day every day nigga
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| Come on |