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36 ounces of in grams I never had shit, now I plot to piss or a stick Ain't nothing in my but some lint and some dick Who hunger young rick I can't get, out the situation I'm 'bout to these bitches sick Since a little nigga, started to vision Now when dophines' surely come, I know how to give her bags to dimes, dimes, tens to twhomp twhomps Catch me in the set and i'ma have what'cha want Playing it raw, I ain't out for my health And the temp service, I employed myself Enjoyed myself, away from the melt And proving thy self cream that don't melt
(nigga why) before real kiss up to the man (whomp) 36 ounces of thousand in If it ain't legal and uncle sam 36 ounces of in grams How I get cars, houses, and land 36 ounces of thousand in You seeing shit till money in hand 36 ounces of thousand in
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My brother and got a plan Look, that dope ain't got touch my But yet this bad and I'm the one the life sands A ten millimeter for For any or badge that run up in my section, and ah I to cigars from being broke And this lemonheads or no bar of soap, and ah To old for mcdonalds, that hope And all the hustla's around my way got with no notes, so ah Penetentries here I come That move to fast i'ma pop his ass one (pop) his ass one (pop) Bringing home the What 'ya know the fiend got his own started up git