| Gotta start my day with a big blunt of motã
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| Healthy Boyz cartel we La Costa Nostra
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| Fuck around with us put yo ass in the ocean
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| Loyalty is everything
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| That’s what the oath is
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| Bout to overdose on power so I feel like I’m Escobar
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| Crook motherfucker but I’m so upper-echelon
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| Where tha hoes at
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| Told my niggas call extra blondes
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| We getting money now
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| Got big bags to sex em' all
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| Hating on me
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| Hope you pussies can catch a bomb
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| Man ain’t shit sweet
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| It’s all sinister like Sadam
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| Got grams on me like I’m divi them with my Moms
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| I run these streets like a janitor walk the halls
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| Girls love my meat they stay putting it in they jaws
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| My cell phone get plenty calls
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| Sometimes gotta turn it off
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| I’m plugged with the Mexicans
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| So fuck what you niggas thought
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| I’ve been on this Bad Guy shit
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| Don’t know what you niggas on
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| Got steel like Remington
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| Want problems come get you some
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| You thirsty then hear the drink
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| I hope you like Mala-toff |