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Yea...
Ten steps ahead of these niggas, that's y they fuck with me instead of these niggas... fool, kush and orange juice nigga, I'm tryna use betta words... BEATCHH... germ on the boards, this time around we want all the money, you niggas short changin, shit, show sumthin... champagne and e-z widers... presidential view
I keeps it real nothin like you actors do joints I flick, bong raps I kicks all can't rips this off tag on your matress fool, you rather b hi this that shit bitch now u in the presence of the fly/ luis cover my eyes/ not them 100 dollar ray bands fam these 675/ rap ass niggas tellin u lies runnin game sumthins money jus can't distguise/ so y keepin it g is where I keep my pride/ you a lame smoke some good with a a cuple of niggas who ride/ look fella/ trees yella and jus by the smell you can tell us cronic I smoke my pockets on mozzerella/ your bitch here twistin up like propellas/ got my paper rite now we like white boy here they way they jelous,
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