Fuck That Ass Nigga Straight Murder Boy & Every Pussy That's With Em
Put Em In The Trunk, Em Let's Have Fun No Frapertate On The End Of The Gun My Boys Givn Paper As Quick As It Komes 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 Tell Ya Momma I Will Do What Ever She Me To Do Lil We Use To Get Ready, Kant Believe My Nigga Dead Ah
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Talkin With Ya Bitch, Meetn With Ya Bitch, With Ya Bitch Now I'm Sleepin With Ya Bitch You Kan Her, She A Bitch Ii Don't Love Her, I Don't Trust Her & Even Mother Told Me A Bitch Loves To Gotta Get That Paper Baby, Gotta Get Kake Cop A Black Lambourgini, Put Gold On The Gon To The Beach, Sand At My All 1 1 Wheel Off The Seat
My Lil Naughty Was Down Town G We Use To 2 Or 3, Tell Me All About The Streets My Nigga Soulja Slim Had The Mutha Fuckn [? ] Was A Uptown Lil Naughty We Use To Get Read Ah Kant Believe My Dead Ah Lil Soulja He Meant What He Said Ah, Kant Blieve That Dead Ah
My Nigga Lil Spitta My Nigga All Day 1st Bullet Out The Barrel Nigga Better Your Face My Nigga Lil Spitta He In The Game Play He About Ta Take Over From A Half Time
Now Once Upon A Time Not Ago This Nigga In The And Damn Near Broke And All He Had Was A [? ], A Box Of Baking Soda, & A Couple Of The Was Empty, The Fool Was Hungry He Wanted To Give Em, Just What Wanted To Get Coke All He Needed Was The Connects So He Kalled His Homie Wayne From The Set Yes
Then I Got His Kall I Be On The Way He Don't Worry About Nothn But Money To Be Made Get Up Spitter We Got The Shit Straight And I Gave Hime The Dope And I The 8 We On The Grind And The Bitches Know Who We Are
I Kome Through In The Kar Gosh My Posture As Delikate As Fur, I'm All Kut Niggas Head Barbers Fruity Ass Niggas Is Throw Em In The Center Fans It's Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha Triiggaman Yea Yea, Throw Em In The Center Lil Wayne Weezy Baby Mutha Fuckn Triggaman Yea Yea The Mutha Triggaman
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