| There he go, there he go,, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| There he go, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| There he go, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| Got that Heroin flow, that Heroin flow, that Heroin flow
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| Pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| One flow from me’s addiction
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| My style is so addicting
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| Strike through like Pancreatic Cancer, I’m sickly
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| One dose will make you suffer
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| Too cold for me to touch ya
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| I’m off this 99, man, and I’m focused on the come up
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| I ride, that black on black
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| HSC, that range
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| Pop that top, read my thoughts, I’m cold, having no brain
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| Haters hate to see me shine, but they always suck a tall dick
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| I’m having so much paper, don’t know what to do with
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| All this cause I’m poppin
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| I feel so high
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| Look at me, I’m a star, man
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| From the streets a bizarre thing, BET’s next star thing
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| Fuck the swag, I’m steller
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| Work the sails, I’m iller
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| I’m in the place to be, like when 2pac was in Cochella
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| Last dragon, flamed up
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| With a glow around me, like show e
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| Oral poppin,, I guess that’s just my hang up
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| Real niggas don’t change
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| We all be on that same stuff
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| I’m just a young black brother, thuggin, livin, wilden, and dangerous
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| There he go, there he go,, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| There he go, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| There he go, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| Got that Heroin flow, that Heroin flow, that Heroin flow
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| Pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| I’m in the cut
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| To smoke some weed
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| Drink in my cup
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| Look like Codeine
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| I’m feeling sleepy
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| But got a playa lean
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| This how them niggas be feeling when they be off that Lean
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| Draped up and draped out
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| I’m bossin out with the top down
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| Drunk up, being loud, you niggas die in H Town
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| Diamonds up in my watch, diamonds up in my chain
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| making heads turn, as big as Kurt Cobain
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| I’m riding around on these inches, got these bitches up in my biddness
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| These niggas eying my plate, tell them «you hungry, go and eat Snickers»
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| So I don’t give a damb bout what you going through, my nigga
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| Cause I’m the shit, and I don’t even consider you kitty litter
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| You mean the dooky?
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| Yeah I’m a walking terd
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| You need a pooper scooper, to catch my dropping words
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| You rappers diapers, y’all still don’t get it, nerds?
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| Let me explain what I’m doing with just a simple verse
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| Shitting on ya, beg my parden
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| I’m just so Kansas City
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| Rest asured, putting my town on the map, just like Eddy Griffon
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| Don Cheedle, or Jody Ryley, straight from the midwest, know about me
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| Saucey like I’m Alli Gates, so presidential, the world around me like
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| There he go, there he go,, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| There he go, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| There he go, pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow
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| Got that Heroin flow, that Heroin flow, that Heroin flow
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| Pure unkutt, got that Heroin flow |