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I'm goin' off Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow Chow Pow Pow hot lead on a head Chest out never understood grew up in the Never knew right wrong Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no Mannish little knucklehead hard head Meanin' give a fuck about life I my momma Stab my daddy in the stomach a knife
When I was three years old, figured it out why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout Without a motherfuckin' doubt, take a out For trying to go my motherfuckin' paper route Wet his ass up, nigga see and go Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipe away extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' heat then motherfucker You betta damn sure be workin' for me or else you're
Either that, I get your jaw up, pathological liar game got me like this, certify high Smokin' more than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin' Hit up Denny's resteraunt and a gang of food Run up out of that prejudiced ass motherfucker Without even havin' any N kind of intention on even
near flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin' And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm fuck the world I'm pissin' on everything, it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad I got all kind of on the motherfuckin' table And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm
Understand my shit, the situation is way damn Motherfucker I'm off the shit And I'm breakin' on the pavement, I'm flashin' I'm out there bad I'm poppin' in the air for nothin' Nigga for no reason I'm duh duh duh duh check it out At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the
About to the nigga crib up Bang bang shoot 'em up claim Got a to my name, slick as sugar cane Three in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin' Nigga twerkin', go to Russian car Clickers come esouped VCR's Microwave ovens and cards
all kind of heavy metal straps Beatin' nijjas down bumper jacks Lip's bitches overseas crap Try to have paper than a factory Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out when the flexes Liable, blow a whole on a Vital, out for the rival tribal dead on arrival
Psycho, all about survival ounce zippers is on Run up in his white sock or bone With the pistal, pistol whip a nigga a zap force, seen this hammer, arm and hammer Bakin' soda, listening to the scanner, man Can't win, especially a nigga packin' Fetti stackin', mashin',
I'm flashin', the Elroy's me over And put the flashlight to my window and told me I was And I got to, on they ass I got to actin' like a the motherfuckers told me The other day I go to off my P G and E Nigga and I got to actin' bad and I got to
On a motherfucker, come out there Talkin' crazy to me lookin' at me up in the motherfuckin' sto' And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'" Don't let me get to flashin' on yo' ass Motherfucker up in the club, and a step on my shoe And I got to
all bad, motherfucker used to be comrade Used to fuck the same hoes, wear Jeff than a bugger to a nose, choosin' vogues Slammin' Cadillac together, cookin' crack Gettin' if it's back, overkill Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout
For the troop, might shoot Durin' the drug deal flippin' at the Voluntarily raps your folkers out Tight since Little League, Boy Scouts Paper route dropped a diamond get day skunk
I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty a old hag She gonna get hella if you're get teared up But us niggas don't me back My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I off the hinges Lean ballin', and weed A thousand dollars worth of change, chicken feed
A criminal a full of dirty deeds Givin' niggaz black eyes and bloody Cauliflower ears and extra Gun clappin' music slappin' crashin' Brash and flashin'
The holiday just came on the second and third of the month Made my late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers Next door neighbor that shit about my beat too loud I up the motherfuckin' steps and I got ta Tellin that bitch I'm a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron
He brought me back Chablis, and I get to On that ass motherfucker, silly nigga Yknahmsayin'? A motherfucker up in motherfucker flashin' Get to my testicles nigga and I'ma flash on yo' ass
Bad get back to me and I'm flashin' Lost all my money up in the game and I flash Didn't let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to Dope fiend ran off with a hundred count of my and I'm flashed Big cashed my hawkin' money water so I took it to Scottie's To myself from flashin'
Bought dollar 250 worth of liquor and they tried to me For some ice and I Got outside a house party fools left me for dead When I got I seen them motherfuckers And ass was in the red, I got to flashin' I tell ya, bitch niggaz I tell ya Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit