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Ayy.. Dope feigns everywhere, but this my home though Listen then I copy, conversations of the grown folks Sellin hard rock, so he armed with a long nose Watching from the window as he travel down the wrong road No help, give him any goal and he can reach it I can beat it, bitch I'm undefeated, sick and tired of leeches If I see it then I can achieve it, just gotta believe it Learned some in my 21 years, but I ain't teachin' Fuck the preacher and the teacher. I ain't learnin' shit Them niggas cappin, they ain't burnin' shit All of that wolfin' make me hop out trynna burn a bitch And make yo' whole car jerk like you learnin' stick off the gate I ain't rollin shit up, I'm catchin phases Man it ain't nothin' but some smokers and some jays in here I'm comfortable than a bitch, I got it made it here I'm hungry, Ima snatch a nigga plate in here Peezy P harder than a Mexican. Heart like a lion bitch ain't nigga testin' me (forreal dawg) Boy thought he was cool, he got the weapon then seen a body drop and tried to turn into a pedestrian Paid [??????] closin' in on me gotta beat the case Under covers plottin on a nigga trynna make a way Capitalize, Capitalism, up the murder rate Catch 'em for murder then lock yo' stupid ass behind the gates They tried to play me, I ain't stupid though Boy yo' whole clique lyin' bout them murders, Y'all a group of hoes When he was free he talked down on 'em. Went to the pin then came home and fucked his bitch in the booty hole I know alotta niggas suspect. Most of these rapper niggas flaw so after me nobody up next I took yo' bitch and had a fuck fest. She said don't smack er' on the rib I told that bitch I like rough sex That AR that's my baby there. One bullet eat his head up and turn his afro into baby hair Ay Peezy come here, you can't stay in there. They hidin' like the hurricane come and smell it in the air I like fast cars and long clips. I like a bitch who like playing the quiet game and takin' long trips Feel like I can hear that purple callin'. Can't ride my wave, like Chris Tucker you on the wrong ship Auntie cryin' like why they do that. We seen the straight face, but we the ones who got em' blew back Who that? Oh that's li Wee Wee rentin cars with some crack Don't like the cars you dealt, I'm givin' em' back What's the first rule when you under attack? School dead bitch my white pants black If I hand yo' hands I want my hands back All I see is flames can't hang where we at If I feel some pressure Ima leave you on the scene, body droppin' with them shells as we empty magazines, where I'm from we on the newspapers not the magazines, On the news only time a nigga hit the TV screen If I feel some pressure Ima leave you on the scene, body droppin' with them shells as we empty magazines, where I'm from we on the newspapers not the magazines, On the news only time a nigga hit the TV screen (Grrarrraa) Orange Grove.. you already know what it is OMB... buss a nigga.. Overkill... (Grrrarrarr)
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