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I might long it or fly fox it
Might floor seat it or it
What's in my Don't worry, I got it
Araab, hit 'em a sky rocket
You a love cuffer, me and my blood
Cook the like Fuddruckers, duck sucker
What I think of I ain't no judge, fucker
What I with? Nothin' but drugs, brother
Smack ya girl, kill ya pops, take ya
Stab ya aunt, hit ya sis, duct tape ya
First drawer is all suede, colors
Make 'em cover
Me? I laundering, Coke, please bond with me
time you meet girls on E-Harmony
The block, I like the pharmacy
From the back of to the Armory
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Yo, if these walls could speak, tell me, "Let's go"
Like Wall Street, First, Meeko and Gecko
Was ambitious, determined, I'm in Joe Pesch
They put my name in the black book they petro
Black retro's, yeah, 60 plus
And black expo, necks broke to look at us
Ridiculous delivery, the type
She fell in love my kick game like paw spikes
Half the shit you plain, you part nice
Half the brick is cooked 'caine, that's hard
Automar bright, all the respect it
Feel like a governor in the collection
I'm fuckin' them, I don't care who she slept with
Shorty only good for the throat chloraseptic
These rappers hot combs, boy the next pick
I don't straighten it out, get blown the Tech spit
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Yo, I was always a smart ass, BMs out of Park Ave
Hand the rock to 'em off the ground a bounce pass
Coke ash, so was my heart when the pound
You could fuck up some paper, just make sure gutter stash
No OutKast, me low in the Big Boi
Border her ass, 'throw some D's on her Rich Boy
high class, Crown Vic's be our 6-4
Shit is like Crenshaw, way to be and Crip calls
He ain't lying, get thrown from the 6th
from the 4-5, my dick in ya bitch jaw
All them diamonds, what my wrist for
Any That's what the clique for
Fuck a big tour, I sail on the shore
Girls are like lotto, doggy, I 4
Word homie, they
Macy's, Neiman's, Bloomy's, know me
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we
Killa, killa, killa, we