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"You got to believe, somethin" West Lynch Mob "I got to in me" I'm a motherfuckin G Cause I'm a {"And who the are you?"}
Thirty in a holdin tank, the vapors Make me a pillow out of paper bench kickin' off the hemorrhoids; Eses deep, don't with dem boys check, collect call from the baller Her mama said please don't her Do-Wah-Diddy, far from New Jack one of my peers, "What the fuck you doin in here?" He said, "One-eighty-seven on the And treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!" Deputy bitch she's the Queen Bee Ink on my thumb, index, and "Sir, what set you from?" dumb "General popu-la-tion" Mama put your up, and I can bounce up Out this motherfucker, why I love ya Out like a boss, a half-pint of sauce Got the shit sewed up Betsy Ross What a friend know? Buy indo Never fuck with a silly ho doe
"You got to believe, somethin" Side Lynch Mob "I got to in me" Cause I'm a G I'm a mother-fuckin {"And who the are you?"}
Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll you quick You sucker-for-love-ass So run up, wit ya gun up Cause I got the back breaker, double rump shaker Cause we can play in the Aqua Boogie With concrete Nikes, ya no stripes Livin unforgiven the mic on And punks runnin like roaches with the on And all the shit I'm startin a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on Martin You lookin for a punk benefits you got a baby, that take many shits And you know I got a grip a baby on a tit Scopin', hopin', open But I back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie slow ho really doe
"You got to believe, somethin" West Lynch Mob "I got to in me" Cause I'm a G I'm a mother-fuckin {"And who the are you?"}
"You got to believe, somethin" West Lynch Mob "I got to in me" Cause I'm a G I'm a mother-fuckin {"And who the are you?"}