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Master minded, boys get
Where the fuck my weed sack? I just find it
Oh mind it's right here
Got a roach behind my ear, than the hemisphere
Dear diary: my is so firery
I remember when no one would me
to sell ivory and pounds of that greenery
A grim scenery, but had no fear of me
sag my Dickies Cantinflas, mami no te chiflas
take my out to Ninfas,
I need a for thirty-seven gangstas
the way the streets us: double pump gauges,
close ranges, this money change us, leave 'em brainless
armed and dangerous
Bubbles in my tub, not a or a Blood
I'm a thug, that's known to fight hate love

[Rasheed &
On
"We ain't nowhere"
nah homeboy
"We ain't nowhere"
No way, no how
"We ain't nowhere"
So fuck what you
"We ain't nowhere"

we go,
It's them from the ghetto
the "mero mero's"
puffing on golden pedals
Acapulco Colombians from mi end
hydroponic chronic smokin' potency love me in 'em
crumblin' to a hyna, (hey)
{but that leavin'
that I'ma love her so
when the hustlin' get her
These senoritas be bangin' I hit 'em with the
of the heart but won't be no attractions
You see I'm calculating deep on my
be givin' up friends, I don't none of that shit in the end
disposal is world wide
Convulsion aside, the where the papers
(slide, slide,slide)
Purity assure me the highest
I follows my cheddar, you countin' in the Marriot
I a hit from my head to the planet
global, on my mobile, my click forever

In God we trust,
Partna, no bossin' us
I used to get drunk and a hippopotamus
but now I get by top notch bitches off the hinges
I guess I got my wishes
To rock the world a muthafuckin' ounce of dope
Niggas couldn't see me, with a microscope
I tag cities up, run through 'em
other labels what the fuck I'm doin'
I'm just my dreams, it's not what it seems
I just see my people live like kings and queens
Versace jeans, hundred dollar shirts
You pigs on my dick act like fuckin' jerks
but face it, all that hatin' is gay
You mad 'cause house costs as much as my bracelet
I'd rather die, work for the man
No more saving pennies, no collecting cans