Never Ran
my section full of crack drug dealers and dope fiends nigga i beat the block wit a kpack of the rollies nigga a cold lil nigga been hustling since a small lil nigga cant fold my nigga run up on me ya gone my a and i show you how i do it moving up on a job site and i show ya i do it when i bring it back off white and i show ya i do it in ya bushes maine all night and i show i do keep the trap jumping all night i remember rainy days aint have no pot to piss in it made me click up with the robbers take the bagg the mission cuz i was living like a nomad stuck down intrenches but i was tryna grind up an get it an crime was committed but I ain't fuck bout a dollar im down go get it get in the way of my paper them choppa rounds at ya fitted maine I was trained to see nothing hear nothing say nothing either you get yo head cracked round here for talking ta people my backyard the graveyard I'm blowing woods wit the reaper contemplating in my mind from conversations with demons like NAP it ain't the city for a nigga who sleeping in the winter time it's hot but in the Sumner its creepy if add the bodies up maine you wouldn't believe me my mama head is in her hands because she know I'm a heathen I got some cousin's did me fluck I'm acting like I don't peep it but I could really give a fuck bout we're they shooting they semen shaking bitches off ¹qmy nuts pimpin like uncle sweet meat I know it really ain't no love they envy cause they want be me
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my section full of crack drug dealers and dope fiends nigga i beat the block wit a kpack of the rollies nigga a cold lil nigga been hustling since a small lil nigga cant fold my nigga run up on me ya gone my a and i show you how i do it moving up on a job site and i show ya i do it when i bring it back off white and i show ya i do it in ya bushes maine all night and i show i do keep the trap jumping all night i remember rainy days aint have no pot to piss in it made me click up with the robbers take the bagg the mission cuz i was living like a nomad stuck down intrenches but i was tryna grind up an get it an crime was committed but I ain't fuck bout a dollar im down go get it get in the way of my paper them choppa rounds at ya fitted maine I was trained to see nothing hear nothing say nothing either you get yo head cracked round here for talking ta people my backyard the graveyard I'm blowing woods wit the reaper contemplating in my mind from conversations with demons like NAP it ain't the city for a nigga who sleeping in the winter time it's hot but in the Sumner its creepy if add the bodies up maine you wouldn't believe me my mama head is in her hands because she know I'm a heathen I got some cousin's did me fluck I'm acting like I don't peep it but I could really give a fuck bout we're they shooting they semen shaking bitches off ¹qmy nuts pimpin like uncle sweet meat I know it really ain't no love they envy cause they want be me
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