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Authentic the time moved up just shot forward, while these niggas lookin hard, in a tinted out ford, bout to meet the connect, sour deisel in a jar, zapped by the fetti, nigga what u really on, let my words hit da world, keppin it airtight, i never moved a inch, lil ⁴b to my man it aint right, ordering a job, i brought 4 hunnid to da mic, you da stingy bum, im a king you a knight, racing down the block, w my fully auto I'mcocked, heard a bitch scream, dont hit wit da chop so i pulled da 40 made his belly do a flop, made his head do a spin, made his soul turn to rot, never throw salt of you hear a nigga spittin, proly hella hungry, and my palms keep itchin, a playas ambition is a coaches transition, peep the Transmission, on the stove in the kitchen, flip that, double up then get back, Mooky black paint the town, 44s and mini. macksèèr the blowing off steam, got away from da trap, so remember to duck, or hit the ground and lay flat I'm authentic, cars never rented, I'm a dkeep moving up, as long as i pop pimpin, A plus, for those of u who left em missing, strait hard hitten, Go hard hitten, extra grease for the mission, we strait hard hiteten, Go hard hitten, focus look and listen,u might end up mIssin feelin like i won the superbowl, ill shoot this stupid hoe, she fuckin wit a goofy though, snitches on the low, tryna to make my money grow, at night its hella slow, so Im break a bitch, AOB im a pro, and if i have to spin, i will never miss a target, i keep going in, so deep its the darkest, u wanna plày wit guns, fuck it dawg ill bark it, regardless, if u hard ill sell u at the market, zip u in a body bag, tie u to the trunk of my car let the body drag, when i was young i spent allowance on a auto mag, knew that one day i might be doing bad, _:.*_ if r was qor so mad, ill go and up the scoe, never fall for broad, or chase after a hoe, Im the one who made my ear neck and chest glow, Coach outfit, cologne and a nappy fro, up at six in the morning, never skip breakfast, plush leather seats, blowing cush kush in a Lexus, orange juice for my beverage, Im running Gods plan and aint worried bout leverage, This acrle in the hole,
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Authentic the time moved up just shot forward, while these niggas lookin hard, in a tinted out ford, bout to meet the connect, sour deisel in a jar, zapped by the fetti, nigga what u really on, let my words hit da world, keppin it airtight, i never moved a inch, lil ⁴b to my man it aint right, ordering a job, i brought 4 hunnid to da mic, you da stingy bum, im a king you a knight, racing down the block, w my fully auto I'mcocked, heard a bitch scream, dont hit wit da chop so i pulled da 40 made his belly do a flop, made his head do a spin, made his soul turn to rot, never throw salt of you hear a nigga spittin, proly hella hungry, and my palms keep itchin, a playas ambition is a coaches transition, peep the Transmission, on the stove in the kitchen, flip that, double up then get back, Mooky black paint the town, 44s and mini. macksèèr the blowing off steam, got away from da trap, so remember to duck, or hit the ground and lay flat I'm authentic, cars never rented, I'm a dkeep moving up, as long as i pop pimpin, A plus, for those of u who left em missing, strait hard hitten, Go hard hitten, extra grease for the mission, we strait hard hiteten, Go hard hitten, focus look and listen,u might end up mIssin feelin like i won the superbowl, ill shoot this stupid hoe, she fuckin wit a goofy though, snitches on the low, tryna to make my money grow, at night its hella slow, so Im break a bitch, AOB im a pro, and if i have to spin, i will never miss a target, i keep going in, so deep its the darkest, u wanna plày wit guns, fuck it dawg ill bark it, regardless, if u hard ill sell u at the market, zip u in a body bag, tie u to the trunk of my car let the body drag, when i was young i spent allowance on a auto mag, knew that one day i might be doing bad, _:.*_ if r was qor so mad, ill go and up the scoe, never fall for broad, or chase after a hoe, Im the one who made my ear neck and chest glow, Coach outfit, cologne and a nappy fro, up at six in the morning, never skip breakfast, plush leather seats, blowing cush kush in a Lexus, orange juice for my beverage, Im running Gods plan and aint worried bout leverage, This acrle in the hole,
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