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Damn dog, you know what I'm sayin'? Tired of fuckin' up cycles and all the time, Man. Y'all come up with half shit. Drop me some bread. Like this. I'm straight when you feel a thang, boy Ain't Got no cheese, then I'm just a hand, boy Make 'em hiss, hiss like she eat the worms Hit with my pistol, then I watch her burn This the b-b-bush gun, you can call me Sam I'ma keep this four down, throw it up like The damn O Man, I'm first class, baby, On her head, I trampole What the hell a Damn dope, old city asshole We don't go broke, Man, I like the two-strokes Sleeping yaks with your Cats is the perfect combo You can be a Jane Doe if you callin' po-po "I'ma call your Mama," nah, bitch, that's a no-no Don't get Personal, I love my deadpool Get on the war, Get me to the pool I'm a cold killer, Step, you can call me Ray, too Lock the Teeth inside your mouth, then you get your shit Ate I'm cold, still do the b-b-bush, Ooh I'm cold job, I'ma act a damn fool If you talk skin, I'ma play it all cool If you steppin' high beams, I'ma slap you back Only time punches for me be the gold setup Now when you friend, have to move your ass Up off the ground I done loved punches for Me, feelin' that I love Baby, to this G30, Feelin' real high, ooh Put Some Gas in that bitch some gas, blizzard in your Potion If I hit it from the back, Bitch, I want the potion When your pussy's open, Throw a pimp a smoke In if you try to play my potion I'ma Break the door, I ain't from the damn 'Lo Got a nigga rhyme for sure, now look at Bitch's jaw Man, I'm rich as damn dog, Make you meet the star boy