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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg Purina Chow Chow Pow Pow hot lead on a head Chest out never understood up in the hood knew right from wrong Get to on a nigga for nothin' for no reason Mannish little knucklehead head heathen give a fuck about life I seen my momma Stab my daddy in the with a knife
When I was years old, finally figured it out That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and Without a motherfuckin' doubt, a nigga out For to go between my motherfuckin' paper route Wet his ass up, that see and go automatic convertible I'm a wipe away arsonist Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' then motherfucker You betta damn sure be workin' for me or you're fucked
Either that, I get your jaw up, pathological liar game got me like this, certify high Smokin' more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of Run up out of that prejudiced fuck ass Without even havin' any N kind of intention on payin'
Damn near flashin', what the fuck I'm doin' And I'm up in this motherfucker I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm sayin' the world I'm pissin' on everything, fuck it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm bad I got all kind of on the motherfuckin' table And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you my shit and I'm flashin'
Understand my shit, the situation is way damn Motherfucker I'm off the shit And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement, I'm Nigga I'm out bad I'm poppin' in the air for nothin' Nigga for no apparent reason I'm duh duh duh duh it out At this, got it fired up, in the back of the truck
About to light the crib up Bang shoot 'em up claim fame Got a little to my name, slick as cane Three in the it's hard labor chasin' paper Nigga twerkin', go to several car Clickers esouped with VCR's ovens and credit cards
Pullin' all kind of heavy straps Beatin' nijjas down with bumper Lip's overseas shoot crap Try to have more paper than a Motherfuckers to showin' out when the yard flexes Liable, blow a on a psycho Vital, lookin' out for the rival dead on arrival
Psycho, it's all survival Quarter ounce is on Run up in his home white sock or With the chrome pistal, pistol whip a with a zap force, seen hammer, arm and hammer Bakin' soda, to the scanner, scared man Can't win, when a nigga packin' stackin', mashin', flashin'
I'm flashin', the pulled me over And put the flashlight to my and told me I was speedin' And I got to, on they ass I got to actin' like a demon the motherfuckers me The day I go to turn off my P G and E and I got to actin' bad and I got to flashin'
On a motherfucker, motherfucker come out Talkin' to me lookin' at me crazy up in the motherfuckin' sto' And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'" Don't let me get to on yo' ass nigga Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker on my shoe And I got to
It's all bad, motherfucker used to be Used to fuck the same hoes, wear Jeff Closer than a to a nose, choosin' vogues Slammin' do's together, cookin' crack eighteens if it's back, overkill Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout
For the state troop, might Durin' the drug deal flippin' at the Voluntarily raps your folkers out Tight about since League, Boy Scouts Paper route dropped a diamond get some day
I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, like a old hag She gonna get hella if you're get teared up But us don't bring me back My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I off the hinges ballin', alcohol and weed A thousand dollars worth of chump change, feed
A criminal record a full of deeds niggaz black eyes and bloody lips Cauliflower ears and clips Gun clappin' slappin' party crashin' Brash and motherfucker
The holiday came on the first second and third of the month my check late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers Next door neighbor hollerin' that about my beat too loud I walked up the motherfuckin' and I got ta Tellin that bitch I'm a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron
He me back Chablis, and I get to flashin' On that ass motherfucker, silly nigga A motherfucker up in this motherfucker flashin' Get to testin' my testicles nigga and I'ma on yo' ass
Bad word get to me and I'm flashin' Lost all my money up in the dice and I flash Didn't let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to Dope ran off with a hundred count of my teeth and I'm flashed Big cashed my hawkin' money water so I took it to Scottie's To keep myself from
Bought dollar 250 of liquor and they tried to charge me For ice and I flashed Got jumped outside a house fools left me for dead When I got home I seen motherfuckers And ass was in the red, I got to flashin' I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I ya Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit