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Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for trap. That Honky must be messed my lady. Got me running cold upside down his head, you Know? Hey, Mike and Biggie. No, he ain't lay no more big rap on You, man. I say, hey, Sky. Southern say I won't sing? Afraid to day I Did the same old same old thing. Knocked myself a pro snake. The great matter of fact, a lot of farmers Down, I think they see beer, man. Hey, you know what they say. See a broad and get that booty out. Lay her down and smack her jack on. Run up, I'm where you come from a rage, Me never don't give a fuck I'm where you From the summer days, bad day, never wait, watch Yourself, give Running on paper, now blood I been Seen, got no help, keep it clear In my Mind, fear, if you want it come up on Me and I said just be and clear But Your broad with the sauce, keep that weed gas, Ball player, learn yourself some manners Won't you Try this house, put the blunt to my lips, Eyes on the blind Chasing down my enemies, if I know it's in the mind, bless it with That one, Two marsh, you sipping out of line, the dead To talk No balls to the knee, I'm a Motherfuckers wanna Darkness Arrows On my heartless And you wanna see me dead And you know I have it loaded Better run It with your homies, they need shot of pain Motherfuckers all feel the pain, I'ma bring my many Days And they try to finish, all I call For just in the back And smoke and eat And pick route, we never stop the needin'