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Whats the deal man, we in this camp
I'm doing right here off the shot of ? my boy Flaco gave me you heard..

Crease in my pants as I dance the devil
I used to ride a bike that had one pedal
No nike kicks, broke than a
I started comin' up fat ass nicks
I'ma flip it a script at the ?
Thats my new spot, 8 by 10
Nah, I ain't stupid, have been
They up they ? now they all laughin'
Celebrating life with they kids and they
wishing I would die as my lil' girl cries
Always knew that these would be coming for me
But my comeback's gone be to see
I can't a hoe, on a tv show
say I'm hispanic around latino
Bitch you a mexican, say shit
Why the fuck is you acting to represent

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the wind blows I reach for my heat
Peace to Sam Boone and my Pistol Pete
I'm from the South East but got for the North
And are just the diaries that SPM wrote

Mr. SP can you spare a few
To write whats on my mind and a few tapes and
It's the Rasheed in my Batman boat
My money tripled like the on a fatman throat
But haters could they yo voice I was kinda bored
You I always be the Dope House spinal cord
I just been chillin', boys how to wreck screw tapes
And also how a body fits in one suitcase

I told you once, I eat you motherfuckers for
I more stunts than Knievel, bring it in by the tons
I got guns, I got guns
I heard you had heat too, but not much
I'm the pusha, run 'em like Alaskan
And smoke the finest, right by the trust SKS
Bring it to chest
You know by know, I don't aim for the legs

Everybody gather the fire, blow like a dryer
I'ma run a something by ya
In the battlefield is nothing like ever known
Soy el pelon de con fe y corazon
Estereo, en serio, Houston hasta
Cortalo, vendelo, SPM
Vato es maton, con su homie Flores
Juan Gotti bring dolores y de millones
Y Fiero, en este juego, necesitas
Mi y ocho, ya no te quiero
AK-47, ya vete
Tu vas pa tras y dile que te
Cuando sales tengo jales en muchas
Te doy coca y que son cuates
Como mi ruka, juana, no hay otra
Fumando me llamo Mota

Every time the wind I reach for my heat
And these are just the diaries SPM wrote
And these are just the that SPM wrote
And these are just the that SPM wrote