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See I really been out on the mission To keep all this paper we havin' still turn Into millions Started off robbin', Now and Rich the ditches We mixin' that white Powder, pop out the chicken All of them talk, My badass still ain't listen Was little but told Me the world is retention Don't need me to Ball like a monk, way with it Act like The highest, he just like a preacher Listen and Sit to spot, now we livin' Still run in That mouth, they gon' die by dimensions Like ditches And rats comin' out from the trenches Come to My block, come and see how we livin' We Chillin' with Glocks and they all extensions Move to The North 'cause I seen they was limpin' Go Ask about us, got a spot, have it spinnin' Ayy, whip a ball in the cut, you a Sinner This robbin' back, give it up then we Kill 'em One nigga popped a he a killer Came back from the dead, bitch, I'm feelin' like Thriller Ask the ho, bitch, you know I'm that Nigga She came through the circle, just know she The slipper She swallow it all for a pill And some liquor Havin' our way 'cause we tired Of struggle struggle Fuck nigga paid, He found in the river Her diamonds froze, that's On cold, make shiver I been pourin' up drank, It's hurtin' my liver Shit, that's the cost to Keep safe with these niggas He say the wrong Thing, let it rain on these niggas Damn, he A ho, ain't no shame in these niggas We All on the members, still claim you a killer Bitch, if you with him, my chain gon' look Bigger These niggas not rappin', they livin' or live What they rap Boy, that shit really cap I Heard through the pound all these niggas been rats Shit is cool like your Jimmy's, I know where They at stop sleepin' in homes, they don't know How that end Creep up, blow up my phone, My name as a tag Ayy, stuck on the Ho, I'm too big for these rats It was Crack, but I knew the first flip off a Rock, ayy These niggas not rappin', they livin' or Live what they rap Boy, that shit really cap I heard through pound all these niggas cool like Your Jimmy's, I know where they at stop sleepin' In homes, they don't know how that end Creep Up, blow up my phone, my name as a Tag Ayy, bitch, stuck on the ho, I'm big For these rats It was crack, but I knew First flip off a rock, ayy
DASHINE, STILLINDOPE — SHAWN PLAYA
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