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Yeah. A lot going You watch out gangsta shit going On down in South Bay. Making moves, saying things. I'm slitting necks of what you King. I'm back Once Again with the plan in your hands. I'm boiling in flames, Breaking roots in that homicide. I'm offering taste protected I put my trunk in Your eyes like lava. I let the plan down While Up above ocean. Making this boy from rich Jail prison. Slip at empty pockets. And if you