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Released on: 2012-12-25
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-Yeah, I went like this -Man smoking the dope just got my eyes low, sticking to what I'm used to.
Dipping with Cris to be tripping on niggas, never tense the trigger on the deuce-deuce.
Fuck them other niggas and crews, none of them bigger, I get from the blues like Levi's.
Whenever these guys feel like they wanna lose, it's team nutty nothing, young loco pushing the four-door mob.
Blowing bomb weed, nigga, palm trees on my mind.
When niggas get out of line, I'ma handle mine, homie, crime is my job. Half-battered from nine to five, looking for niggas to rob.
That's real. Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk.
That's what you get for fucking around these days. Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk. Fuck what you talking 'bout, nigga? Crime pays.
Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk. That's what you get for fucking around these days.
Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk. Nigga, fuck what you talking 'bout? Crime pays.
Inhale the green smoke like it's oxygen, then I got 24 watches spinning.
I'm early plotting 'cause I'm dirty rotten and been hated by lots of men.
Cock the Glock and count to 10, then come looking for me when I'm tricking, homie.
Turn your body to cooking bologna, my niggas is crooked, my niggas is hungry.
For the cheddar cheese, it's better you instead of me. On your stomach counting 50 seconds while we running with them 50
G's.
Got the pistol plugged from the Vietnamese, the ones I think they tripping. Wipe they fingerprints with a blue rag before they put the clip in. And
I'll have you missing, motherfuckers better keep game and listen to me.
When given the opportunity to do my duty and loot the community.
For dangle these niggas and mangle these niggas, untangle their shoestrings.
I'm down with the blue gang, crib walking them chips like cocaine.
Stay on the under, man, making bread like Wonder. And every nigga that I prayed, I got a flame like a sucker.
Man, life is a motherfucker and your partner wife is a dick sucker.
For the whole hood, now everybody wanna touch her.
Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed. You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk.
That's what you get for fucking around these days. Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk. Fuck what you talking 'bout, nigga?
Crime pays. Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk. That's what you get for fucking around these days.
Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed.
You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk. Nigga, fuck what you talking 'bout? Crime pays.
Now let me set it off, it's about to be a holocaust. Man, we live in the land of the lost.
Watch where you stepping, niggas'll let that weapon off.
Don't try to floss unless you a boss or you will get offed. You'll wind up in chalk, nobody will talk.
We stashing niggas in the dark.
From the start, I was sharp as a dart like my partner the dog who bark on all.
You the mark that don't walk, that's pretty useful for harm. We having it 'cause we savages.
Chasing you niggas like jackrabbits with jack habits that we can't shake like my cake from a faggot.
Like Bullwinkle, my big brethren, he at it kind of tough.
It's like he never gets enough, barely awake and he's taking stuff. And who's to blame? There's no rules in the game.
These fools with the chains getting fused for their change.
I loosen screws in their brains, these poodles trying to bang. Floss 'em like they got it all, do I give a fuck?
Nah, not at all. I'm still off the pole, but I'm not bleeding.
You know what I'm thinking, I'm out the deep end.
Find a house to creep in and prowl around while you sleeping.