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Put Em In The Trunk, Em Let's Have Fun No Noise On The End Of The Gun My Boys Givn Paper Just As Quick As It And if your stadin in the way a missin her son
I Remember Back In The Day It Was Me & Kut Skool, Weed, I Was Strapped, He Had One Too R.I.P From The Hollygroove Ya Momma I Will Do What Ever She Needs Me To Do Lil Beezy We Use To Get Ready, Believe My Nigga Dead Ah
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My Nigga Lil Spitta That's My All Day 1st Bullet Out The Barrel Nigga Better Your Face My Nigga Lil He In The Game Let's Play He About Ta Over From A Half Time Break
Now Upon A Time Not Long Ago This Nigga In The And Damn Near Broke And All He Had Was A [? ], A Box Of Soda, & A Couple Of Pots The Streets Was Empty, The Fool Was He Wanted To Give Em, What They Wanted To Get Cheap Coke All He Needed Was The So He Kalled His Homie Wayne The Hollywood Set Yes
Then I Got His Kall I Be On The Way He Don't About Nothn But That Money To Be Made Get Up Spitter We Got The Shit Straight And I Gave Hime The And I Kept The 8 We On The Grind And The Bitches Know Who We Are
I Through In The Kar Like Gosh My Posture As Delikate As Fur, I'm All Kut Niggas Head Like Fruity Ass Niggas Is Throw Em In The Center Fans It's Lil Weezy Baby Mutha Fuckn Triiggaman Yea Yea, Throw Em In The Center Fans Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha Triggaman Yea Yea The Fuckn Triggaman
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