| Used to get domed up by crackheads,
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| And still got my balls licked by pretty bitches,
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| Sack n the Scottie Pippen’s, Kid on the Gotti mission,
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| But seen his down fall is your best friend snitching
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| I’m in the kitchen with the mcspoon and lactose,
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| Rat bitch rubbing on her titties on the row
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| Nigga come down, listen for the doe,
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| I know my baby momma bet not call no mo,
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| Bitch talking Pampers, no she’s full of shit,
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| Impossible for babies 2 take that many shits.
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| Rapping about bricks but I ain’t never seen one,
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| I think I’ve seen like three hundred bo’s once,
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| Fuck 'em with 'em addicts, holding automatics…
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| Dog I ain’t lying even served a Dramatic,
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| Used to bring the lettuce then I had to dead it
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| Ass tried to song every time he wanted credit
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| And I’m trying to make re-up
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| Fuck around, put a G-up
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| And blow a blunt with my man,
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| See I’m just trying to make re-up.
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| Fuck around and put a g-up,
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| And drink a fifth for my niggas,
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| See, I’m just trying to make a re-up.
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| Fuck around, put a G-up
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| And blow a blunt with my man,
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| See I’m just trying to make re-up.
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| Fuck around and put a g-up,
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| And drink a fifth for my niggas!
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| Christmas every year come faster and faster
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| New Year come around claim my baby on your taxes.
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| Dog I kno connects, you middleman taxing,
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| 3 gram dimes of green, u was rocking chloe glasses
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| Did for the Jordans for what you feel important
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| I’m 02 my weed increased the dropout rate at northern,
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| Senior bitches skipping, get em weeded out,
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| And take her in the back room, my nigga smut em out,
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| Hoodrat bitches putting blunts in they mouth,
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| Smoke some weed, order coney time 2 fuck it out,
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| Rock a fit 4 3 days then go and cop a new one,
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| Rode a bike to linwood just to give away my ones,
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| Hopping out the cab and when I step out,
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| First thing they say I ain’t kno them came out,
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| But nigga I ain’t trippin I’m grinding on a few bucks,
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| Really ballin and I’m trying step it up.
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| And I’m trying to make re-up
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| Fuck around, put a G-up
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| And blow a blunt with my man,
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| See I’m just trying to make re-up.
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| Fuck around and put a g-up,
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| And drink a fifth for my niggas,
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| See, I’m just trying to make a re-up.
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| Fuck around, put a G-up
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| And blow a blunt with my man,
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| See I’m just trying to make re-up.
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| Fuck around and put a g-up,
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| And drink a fifth for my niggas! |