| Let me kick some quick shit, for all you
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| muthufuckers out there
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| Listen
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| Extorting bosses, I’m ah beast and they know
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| The 16 hot cus of the way that I flow
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| Survive me, at least your neck get broken
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| Ese eyes real low cus of the yeska toking
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| Tatted up, I’ma ride on
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| I made it through the summer in the fall I triumph
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| Death toll, never go up slow
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| His crew got clipped trying to get 'em some dough
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| They was in jack mode, now they 6 feet deep
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| More stormy skies for their families
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| This real life shit you can get knocked off
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| The PD’s and swats got the area blocked off
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| I’m state to state, my devil’s playground’s the
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| world
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| It’s time to hit ah link I’ma get you for sure
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| Hoe’s ask for me, I’m ah certified G
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| I fuck 'em one time then they calling me daddy
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| Farewell, adios you gone
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| Should’v played by the rules like ah prison guard
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| You dead wrong, so they did you wrong
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| They severed off your ass sent him home to your mom
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| The snakes, always caught in the air
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| Trying to tell ah lie but you could see right
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| through them
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| Shoot them, fuck ah civil suit
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| Cus you don’t fuck around with the gangstas loot
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| My spanish fluent, saves que soy bravo
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| Anybody take ah risk trying to mess with my clavo
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| I flow in calo, C Loco will rob you
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| But if you get stupid it’s like nobody saw you
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| Wicked child, the social work could be writing
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| I’ll report to the county incarceration I’m fighting
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| But stay receding, you know them sick ass poems
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| Muthufucker got ah problem devolada get domed
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| It’s midnight, step into my world
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| Where the drugs rule the street and the world is
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| yours
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| Blade storm, this foo’s will cut you with knifes
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| Ese better know your terf better know your side
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| It’s midnight, they woke the living dead
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| And now they getting paper like before their death |