| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Snorting on some powder and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Sipping alcohol and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Snorting on some powder and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Sipping alcohol and popping Expills
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| I keep it real that these boys know I’m packing
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| And let them see that they might have to have it
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| I let em know that I ain’t playing with the rap game
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| die with fame
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| I ain’t ever seen before
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| ready to let your whole
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| Ass
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| You can’t fuck with this heartless assassin
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| You’d be dead in the car with the seatbelt fastened
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| Eyes wide open with a bullet in your head
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| cranium is my task
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| You bustlas
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| So feel that four tonight
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Snorting on some powder and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Sipping alcohol and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Snorting on some powder and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Sipping alcohol and popping Expills
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| You say you don’t give a fuck?
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| Well is you ready to test your bitch-ass luck?
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| I’mma shank ya before I kill ya
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| And let you know
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| was ballin
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| Now all dead
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| white folks have a hearse
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| death is worse
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| Steady dream wondering where did you fuck up
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| run up
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| Now your dead homies feel me
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| Motherfuck respecting the dead
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| Imma bumrush a funeral, turn that bitch red
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| From bloodshed
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| As I blast and repeat the things I said
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Snorting on some powder and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Sipping alcohol and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Snorting on some powder and popping Expills
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| If you’re looking for me I’ll be blowin kill
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| Sipping alcohol and popping Expills |