| You see… in my 87 jeans
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| That’s nothing
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| Got the mother fucker on six
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| That’s nothing
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| … mother fuckers don’t like it do something
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| The only way to live CTE or nothing
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| Young… put it to…
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| Million dollars in the woods
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| Niggers Tom Sawyer
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| Got a lot of chips and a whole lot of lawyers
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| Go get the… we got something for you
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| CTE nigger that’s the end of price
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| We’ve been stocking out nothing but the green guys
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| Walk upon your functionalism suit and ties
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| They hit the black in 87 until the sun rise
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| I got a pinky ring flow money clip…
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| The voice box… get your clip for
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| You saw my neck you saw my chest
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| You saw my ribs and arms
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| So that’s the last thing you see
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| Before I squeeze it all
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| You say you are getting money nigger
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| We ain’t seen nothing
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| Problem with the squad I am the first one toughing
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| Like my nigger… I keep it one hundred
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| To eleven in the smile… running
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| I need 50… for my Chevrolet and…
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| Another day another month fucking dollar
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| Try to fit it all in my 87 jeans
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| I was acting for the… of show… 70
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| Smash in a cutter off… I got a bitch
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| Even bader real shit…
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| That gangsta lies make room for the underdog
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| I’m with the business USDA and under bars
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| Shit gang bitch who are you with?
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| While you see me induced in…
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| And if you really must know man
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| CTE for life kill a nigger snow man
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| Put a lame mouth when I feel like nothing
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| You niggers getting back over here we are getting money
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| You know how it looks I know how it smells
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| GPS… to the mail
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| It ain’t start to chill… feel so lucky
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| … nigger let me show you how I go
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| I’ve been tired of your…
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| I ain’t… a brick ain’t…
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| CTE or nothing… to the death… |