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Ride wit a Chooley Broads wanna do me Get Fresh Louie Ice-berg Goofie Cops wanna 2 me I live like a movie 6's on the dualy |
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[Verse 1:]
Niggas scared of me, my potnas say They beggin for the chopper play Body guard killas got a house where Kevin Costner stay Might just play some golf today Never put the glock away Jackas try to 2-step I make they ass rock away Elegant, catch me at a symphany and opera play Paint the rolly popper gray, Blow the whole top away No matter what the coppers say Still move a block a day All you niggas pop or play and label Jimmy Hoffelay Rebel outlaw, thats the same shit that Pac would say Niggas gotta walk away, My chopper long as Dr. J Amarilla gots to play, I might hop on the yacht today Not today but fuck it Ima kill 'em in the block today |
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[Verse 2:]
Trans Am wit the candy coat Wait til ya see the Phantom though Spend dollars with ya ho eatin grapes and cantelope Shawty said she wanna see me naked like De'angelo Guts on deck, 4 playin Alabama ho I can have an' ho, I aint want it from an' ho Hustlin in the buildin so what you sayin ho Yall pop loot cris, We drinkin that old cris This cost mo' bitch, that '74 shit Bankhead nigga eatin octopus and swordfish My whole clique gorgeous, say my name 'n forge it Bake faggot-ass cliques full of Boy George's They hate the team cuz the yard full of Rolls Royce's |
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Niggas try, aint no stoppin us, I fried 'em like Taloppia Im mafia, talkin to my german in the boxster President dinner bitch, a grand for the lobster A grand for the oysters, stuffed clam and bosperch Bitch I had 'tennas way before they had apollo search (???) 'for Igna man and star search I called Kurt, found out I can rap and let 'em all hurt Several years later Im the nigga in the tall vert Section A killer man all I need is yard work Hard work, flatland Adam-ville, dog work Betcha ran to see me cuz my Chevy look like Starburst Get ya feelings 'n all hurt, wait til ya see the fall vert |
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