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You
niggaz
have
problems
you
call
the
police
Got
labeled
a
snitch
boy
you
niggaz
not
street
You
niggaz
have
problems
you
call
the
police
Got
labeled
a
snitch
boy
you
niggaz
not
street
Stretch
out
the
dope
turn
a
one
to
a
two
I
feel
like
a
witch
in
the
pot
how
I
brew
No
this
ain't
fiction,
I'm
telling
the
truth
One
thousand
grams
they
gone
fly
like
a
goose
All
of
these
blues,
she
didn't
have
a
clue
She
sucked
on
this
dick
like
some
soup
I'm
selling
these
pigeons
I
want
me
a
coupe
Decapitate
the
top
lil
bitch
I
done
cut
off
the
roof
Deep
sea
diamonds,
ocean
blue
like
a
pool
Inspector
gadget
bitch
how
I
came
wit
the
tools
Gorillas
with
me
bitch
like
I
came
out
the
zoo
My
brothers,
my
brothers
we
stuck
like
some
glue
Spent
a
hunned
on
steaks,
I
spent
fifty
on
lobster
Ninety
six
grams
turned
my
trap
to
impala
Drop
coke
in
the
pot
watch
it
swim
like
an
otter
My
pockets
they
fat
not
Timon
so
its
hakuna
Matata
You
gone
die
in
the
streets
if
you
play
wit
my
dollar
My
niggaz
got
straps
like
some
Shottas
Like
Tupac
I
dropped
him,
they
wondering
who
shot
him?
My
bitch
really
bad
and
petite
like
Mullato
I
feel
like
an
Indian
how
I
be
Cheifing
My
diamonds
they
coral
they
wet
like
a
reef
You
niggaz
have
problems
you
call
the
police
Got
labeled
a
snitch
boy
you
niggaz
ain't
street
I'm
flipping
that
pack
like
an
acrobat,
somersault
You
lil
niggaz
get
popped
like
some
tramadol
Fuck
a
cougar
like
she
Haley
Berry
Smoking
on
OG
it
taste
like
some
berries
Think
imma
star
by
the
way
that
they
starring
I
pull
out
them
racks
make
the
crowd
go
hysteric
I'm
hacking
computers
like
I
was
Mrs.
Starrett
Got
way
to
much
motion,
I
broke
the
wheel
bearing
A
feast
on
thanksgiving
that's
how
I'm
preparing
Lil
shawty
she
bad
like
she
Kourtney
Mcreary
Spend
racks
on
them
clothes
and
I
don't
even
wear
it
I
woke
up
this
morning
getting
head
from
an
Aries
When
it
come
to
that
cash
need
my
cut
like
cesarean
Yea,
the
bitches
chase
me
like
I'm
jerry
Was
running
"I"
formation
switch
to
a
wishbone
My
D
send
a
blitz
and
you
gone!
Stretch
out
the
dope
turn
a
one
to
a
two
I
feel
like
a
witch
in
the
pot
how
I
brew
No
this
ain't
fiction,
I'm
telling
the
truth
One
thousand
grams
they
gone
fly
like
a
goose
All
of
these
blues
she
didn't
have
a
clue
She
sucked
on
this
dick
like
some
soup
I'm
selling
these
pigeons
I
want
me
a
coupe
Decapitate
the
top
lil
bitch
I
done
cut
off
the
roof
Deep
sea
diamonds
ocean
blue
like
a
pool
Inspector
gadget
bitch
how
I
came
wit
the
tools
Gorillas
with
me
bitch
like
I
came
out
the
zoo
My
brothers,
my
brothers
we
stuck
like
some
glue
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