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And as we come on the air, more than 1,036,000 cases have been confirmed nationwide. It is also having a devastating impact on American Business. Governor Gavin Newsom on Monday announced A sweeping rollback to the state's reopening. Fuck that shit that you sellin', I ain't askin' Or tellin' I won't sit here another minute, I'm old school Bellin' I'm 'bout to hop with The homies, I'm sick of all this shit on Me We just wanna feel normal, shit ain't gotta Be formal Let's meet up at the Shaw, I Heard they hoppin' that bitch Six fours and deuce Tres and Harleys with kits The Harley Quinns and All their friends is flashin' they tits It's like Everybody gettin' released from doin' a bid They Ain't gon' stop me from livin', I'ma do what I want I'ma compromise my respiratory system with Blunts Stinky icky like fly paper, that money from Trump Ain't cover half of the overhead that I Need for the month All these bitches is lyin', I don't believe nothin' they sayin' So I'm out Here with my people and my lo-lo hangin' Tappin' The switch on the left, about to pull off Thinkin' I don't feel good, then I— Oh, What the fuck? man, cover your motherfuckin' mouth, Man. Damn, damn. You don't got no fuckin' mask? Shit. Shit. You know I miss havin' hoes comin' over The News say I can't get pussy 'til October I Ride with my niggas, we don't care about corona We sippin' cold Coronas while we chillin' on the Corner Damn, there's only five years left 'Cause Wuhan, China got us all in check Yep, Fresh to death, a nigga feelin' like a million Sick of bein' inside, Damn Rick out of the Buildin' I'm out here, gettin' money to get Places To be, I ain't worried 'bout shit Told my Partner come swoop me, we gon' head to the Strip He said give him forty-five, she got her Face on my dick It was half-past nine when He pulled up to the crib Hopped in passenger Side, dapped him up real quick He passed me The joint, I took a big-ass hit I'm healthy And fit, I ain't gon' never get sick Hey, Uh, what's up, guys? So look, uh, this morning, I, uh, I got some test results back for coronavirus, And it came back positive. Yeah, and it sucks. Word got back, we gotta cancel some shows When It's comin' back, I'm guessin' nobody knows But I Can't cancel the flow, they don't ask for a Refund I'm live on the 'Gram, watch homie gonna Stream one I got Super Bowl numbers, It's a dream, son Got it playin' in your Head like a rerun You sit at home goin' Stir crazy, you're crazy If you think I'm slowin' Down, wait 'til it's my turn, baby I'ma let It burn, baby, none of your concern, maybe Stay Up out my biz, but you bitches never learn, Baby No need to put up any resistance I Ain't social, keep your distance I wanna go outside, It's alive in my neighborhood You will never Understand, I'm feelin' like I'll kill a man Dabbin', I mean kilogram, Fergie wanna thrill a man Lookin' at a iller man, why you tryna shake My hand? Motherfuckin' Child. Piece of shit. Fuck yourself. It's your job to protect the police, Man. It's your job.
Xzibit, B-Real, Demrick — Normal
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