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DJ Wicked Cox on this motherfucking beat, Bitch. I'm gonna kick your fucking punk ass, Nigga. The niggas run the streets. I got twenty-five lighters for my twenty-five foes. 'Bout to rip the motherfucking track with Twenty-five flows. 'Bout to rip the track with 'bout Twenty-five flows and I'm kicking like a Motherfucker. Twenty-five five carat diamonds in my ring. Twenty-five 12s in the trunk, got you bang. Make moves to make a quick twenty-five mil'. Come up so I can knock off Big 9-9 Seville. Got to take me 'bout twenty-five yellow Bones home. Do it bad to make them twenty-five Hoes moan. Call daddy, tell him twenty-five got the Gold. Boom, do the pretty bitch. Boom, do the highway doing twenty-five shows. Twenty-five limos slamming twenty-five doors. Representing for those holding twenty-five screws. In the 'Vette, I'm a wrecking ripping twenty-five Crews. Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, Yes sir. I gots to get paid. Got twenty-five lighters on the dresser, Yes sir. We gots to get paid. Heard it right. Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, Yes sir. I gots to get paid. Got twenty-five lighters on the dresser, Yes sir. We gots to get Paid.