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1:]
I got 25 pipes in my bag
25 of that OG gag
I got a mouthful of niggas OG bag
And I'm a round 1 and y'all not fed
I got the pretty ice glass with the
I made a of mil made out of fan kits
And I get the dough to your daddy
Coming on 'cause you know I your mamy
26 is great 8 the headbag
Can't hear from your what a G bag
Red 4's on black bentley
blue forging lookin just like pentley
On way but I rhyme on the schemeless
hit a lick so I'm finna spend plenty
Pop up in the club I thought up in the 20
I at made 20 mil on I 20
20 old, hit 20 fucking licks
30 years old Gucci 20 year old
Acting roze at 30 old
Suicide dogs, I don't die bitch
Got a call from my niggas said daddy a bleach
Tell me where you wanna come that's where he be
with a mac 11 rding for the fresh
And a nigga gon me, a nigga gon jump

2:]
Just got a call and my dog got some
Get the car and the chopper's out the alley
This the part of the game where shit gets
Nigga say he got problem, we let him have it
All a couple AK's and a couple
my dog been robbin' now we got a couple problems
He or he right, bitch we shoot on sight
Burn your man's down the next morning catch a flight
Check 'em out her hope he his family good night
Thanks to breaking down bails I'm a need a good life
Out in Vegas like it ain't shit happened
Out here with these bitches tryin to see what happenin
I hate bitch ass niggas with a
I had to leave ain't got time for no question
Feet up smoking and relaxing
a nigga ass out, John Paxen

3:]
I'm the type of nigga shoot you in public
Rather to a nigga that I robbed in the
I said I heard you for me and he try to change the subject
Had that pussy in my said he thought I went epic
Up in all day riding through the public
Somebody called the police 'cause they I was gonna bust them
I ain't get shit bad is not out for discussion
say the nose on 6 boys had to be trusted
But love ever you there and pull up in the cullies
If your had a roast then the pussy nigga lucky
I might up in a Rolls Royce and pull up in a bucket
Ye I rob your home boy but I ain't ducking
If you see me in the better keep on trucking
'Cause these on the fuck shit and they ain't with the fuck around
Got a pistol with you dog and it's the crystal
Matter of fact 2 can't let you get the pistol
You made it I was 8 I first learned to wrestle
I was bind on cook, man fuckers was catching
Get silly squick, man the law he was
Got a car and a tec got a whole lot of weaponry
How the bed how the where I go off the extasy
Can't pull a maybe nigga was finessing
But I broke off and got it bigger on
Then my first mil put that pussy along that massacre