| Piano*intro Bitch*
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| Made niggas run for cover killing, mothers and kids I. hold a town down Just
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| Like did ??? |
| I. know my Real «G» feinding for some ganger shit niggas. |
| Catching
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| Hot ones to the neck with, legs split i. |
| would of been a Millionare
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| Stayed on it wearing. |
| the kevlar with the dayton family Sprayed
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| On it my. |
| picture perfect positon got me moving strategic Im
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| Stuck inside a blow house and, still refusing to leave it now. |
| i was a born
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| Loser
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| Know, drug abuser dayton. |
| ave affilate shooting, at cop cruisers im. |
| to Light
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| To fight and im to thin to win that, what i keep a 40 caliber to give You
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| Niggas 10 so. |
| beef you better get it don’t forget i said it i got the shit For
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| Prices premium un leaded 4 4 natural petrol lyrical matches striking Making
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| The whole club blow everytime i enter a room niggas, assume that these Stank
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| Ass hoes is leaving soon Fucking with loaded dice got the ship as dope Prices
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| We. |
| dealing with boat loads don’t try to miami-vice us Im boot-zilla im Living
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| So foul fucking it with bad bitches from flint to belle isle white. |
| Hoes |
| Black, bitches africans, koreans, shoe-zilla, tell him how we see it we Keep
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| It ghetto ghetto
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| Life it’s the life if, it’s gotta be like that then, let it if. |
| you Wanna
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| Live my life then come get it stop. |
| spreading lies it, ain’t right you. |
| Can’t
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| Live my life so forget it cause we always keep it ghetto for you Nigga
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| Im a rider Poison. |
| like a spider cut, you like a gider to. |
| you Outsiders
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| Killer. |
| when you meet me bitch. |
| don’t, you upset me nigga gettin Their
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| Necks broke im. |
| choking them till they can’t see sho-strings. |
| out for Jacking
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| Ya rip. |
| shit up and smacking ya i. |
| creep from back of ya and. |
| started Tackeling
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| Ya Murder. |
| man murder, game bitch. |
| im going through a thang' im Offering
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| Pounds and booty off for key and canes dayton boys get back at ya Tasting
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| Blood like dracula Emaculate. |
| emacuala, spectacular, you. |
| don’t know my Game
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| Is mother, nigga famous now where my aim is blew. |
| of his anus no time of
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| Okey-does
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| Cought you nigga having strohs snitching. |
| on killers in my line of Work
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| We kill them slow hit. |
| man for hire ain’t, nobody flyer cought. |
| up in the Webs |
| Of murder walking through fire im back home it’s back on i bet you got your
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| Crack
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| On your. |
| mack on your, scrach on you. |
| prolly got your rap on my. |
| mellow My
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| Fellow the. |
| bitches saying hello no. |
| wmater what you do Dayton gonna keep it
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| Ghetto
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| Ghetto
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| Life it’s the life it’s it’s got to be like that then let it if you wanna Live
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| My life come get it stop. |
| spreading lies it, ain’t right you. |
| can’t live my Life
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| So forget it cause we always keep it ghetto for you |