| Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
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| Do you wanna play?
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| Now if you, base out and ace out
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| Ace is an ass out
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| Also an ass whip
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| You catch quick those who catch it most don’t last it down on Doogan
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| They rollin’two deep, so they ain’t too sleep and crews creep but they
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| hard to beat bustin’out two jeeps there’s Tracy, tricky and trickin’chokin'
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| nuff
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| chicken she’s burnin’and when that chick is broke that bitch is stickin'
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| up the block is for the hoe no another pro hoe she pick pockets when she
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| rocks it it ain’t no loot out on that hoe stroll on block five ya catch
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| fever and get no breather either beat it or break it to break it down
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| thrw
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| it I need it look for trips yeah the triplets cause that’s the hit click
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| and on down is a pick up cause it’s a stick-up on the freak tip, just
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| when
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| you think things were looking messy she lives six houses on the leffy
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| her
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| name is sexy hooked up by Becky true to the dice not new to the dice
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| Sexy
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| dropped me off 456 Ci Lo Blvd. |
| right after she blew on the dice.
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| 123rd the block’ll splatter ya cap’s catch ya they batter ya niggas
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| stretch even scavengers breaking fool like Attica stolen glock and he know
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| holding spots from below primos for them g notes rolling rocks in kilos
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| ci-lo is the set up poppy’s rockin and poppin’ya 123rd kids fuck up bank
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| jackings like Joshua snake what wakeup or bake up pay up or break up you’re on the block rocked needin’three bitches ta shake up pimpin
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| ain’t
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| easy but if ya mac you’ll be the largest so if he asses out he got no hoes
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| just three new charges ass and face up in the cut look who dodges wait
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| the
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| case is open and shut fuck garages and everyone on the strip is more
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| than
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| one time offenders and they trusting the roll like they trustin’public
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| defenders you see 'em don’t want to be 'em hope ci-lo free 'em I’m
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| schemin’a fuckin’demon after per diem I’m leaving sometimes this
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| evening
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| yeah in The PM not even wit attitude rude cause fool I’m geein’a
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| crafter
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| after a billing not asking on ya the master mackin’a million tax-free
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| from this corner. |