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i cannibus
check this out you better work it
filmoe for life with a grain of
a tiga me hate to take a loss
finikey and helifikle know it aint
hit you with cocaine and hot
the shit, make the profit
reload your thoughts, then it
come to your house like jared
i dont think niggas can bear it
like a parrot, you want the
blow a hole right through back-ah
squeeze its an empty clip
my ladies lets pimp the bitch
get my up off the shelf
start the car, did not the belt
strike an ambush, set up the moustrap
them fuckers wont come back
cause you'll get your gun back
and you'll be dodgin by the mornin sun crack
4 a.m im smoken
listenin to evelyn king
watchen ali dance across the
gigglen, motherfucka' cream
serve em just like the tennis
all you had to do was
dis is how ima do em all
and my life will be called the then fall
of the sun, of the
of the stars, fancy
maybe you to get a bath and tar
and ask feathers and fly off far
but i know birds' dont catch no
and all drug dealers want they turn
top of the is where they earn
bottom of the is where they burn
me bust it off
and do shit at any cost
no reports of no motherfucken' big ass
or roll around town a floozy toss
bitch im
trust lawyers or mechanics
or punk hoes that be static
get the ill get the cabbage
get the yacht ill the boat
like nino to rock the coke
now im to go for broke
to smoke, vee to loke