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tokin gettin high til tha day i die,
dont ask why i luv 2 look fly
doin lyrical drive-bys and u havta die
hangin wit dankstas, punkin prankstas and send them home
2 to tha dome and i give them funeral home.
bitches get served, its still money over bitches
givin snitches stitches and bury them in ditches
stickin 2 tha g-code, moms say im on tha wrong road
drinkin brew puffin bud, g´d up yellin what´s up
gettn a dub from tha neighborhood d-boys
the boys, who terrorize the neighborhood wit street noise
rep yo click, carry shanks and gat, if i have to pack a strap
bounce back to the crib, bangin on fools like blood or crip
never slip, get your ass stabbed if you trip
flip the script, hoes get ripped and stripped
i keep cool and kick back wit a beer and a sack
fuck tha playa hatas, who try to hit me in the back
talkin shit, packin heats, rippin beats
kickin back bein cool still hollerin at my peeps
peace.
tokin gettin high til tha day i die,
dont ask why i luv 2 look fly
doin lyrical drive-bys and u havta die
hangin wit dankstas, punkin prankstas and send them home
2 to tha dome and i give them funeral home.
bitches get served, its still money over bitches
givin snitches stitches and bury them in ditches
stickin 2 tha g-code, moms say im on tha wrong road
drinkin brew puffin bud, g´d up yellin what´s up
gettn a dub from tha neighborhood d-boys
the boys, who terrorize the neighborhood wit street noise
rep yo click, carry shanks and gat, if i have to pack a strap
bounce back to the crib, bangin on fools like blood or crip
never slip, get your ass stabbed if you trip
flip the script, hoes get ripped and stripped
i keep cool and kick back wit a beer and a sack
fuck tha playa hatas, who try to hit me in the back
talkin shit, packin heats, rippin beats
kickin back bein cool still hollerin at my peeps
peace.
