Somebody me that this rap shit was fun You get to smoke weed and big guns Stand on stage rockin your timbs wit sons bullshit, yo I'm out to get these funds
Verse 8-off aguilar
Yo, yo, somebody told me that threw a hotter dies Could he see it? epmd, aguilar, was stuck on diggy before biggie and nas Test guy reported in the source, even about "best buys" My 12-bar count dracula wit spectacular Sippin out of coke and he's drinkin CHERRY terror dacquras? * and Challenge any woman, balls nothing, rock the Racoons rap your soloists VARIOUS artist Puttin it on the day 9000, that's a cell with stories to tell Off cells we're livin well In the '9-8-off, country plink off While you're way off, check all systems, time we take off
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Verse two:
Guns with banana clips, two rolexes to master A .45 my armpit Another one in the compartment Money startin shit, brand new shoes on shit Tek 9's, after parties mad dimes twist the vine, I'm high and the moon's mine We're out to get mines, on a On the south, probably took the dreaded pirate treasure In the crib I bought the leather, plus a movie So my team can play sega plus *? the in vegas? * An ounce of in every type of flavor Bank accounts wit fat paper, a major cos....
Verse das efx
Higgity-hardcore, sewer keep it raw Beach houses and more, weed on seymour carpets cover floors, on bus tours Chrome .44's, diggity-diamonds on All my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide in stores Hit squad, second world Kiggity-cameras compass on doors, signin After, AND BEFORE , , in corridors walls, I'm buildin, splittin dutches spillin Chillin until these start ice grillin Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, das efx'll make a And grab the cheese up sicilians cos......
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Outro:
Got the This rap was fun, kid We hold big guns, diamond gyms and and all that