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riding in that whip ninja roll another spliff ninja know how shit get ninja dealing with no bitch ninja all of them get hit ninja luck whoever they with ninja pimp or a trick ninja bad bit h or goldigger Niggaz ain't no police they the niggaz on four knees no respect for neither nigga commit robberies for mo cheese slide the ice like hockey goalies I take th3m rings and rollies only hang with parolees gangbangers crabs or homies or solo dolo you ca call me Mr lonely boss ninja freal I don't even need no cronies no actors or actresses ain't trying win no tonies or golden globes just poke her nose when we our there in the Poconos no cadojadoes or bronx tales I'm rubber grips and hot shells if I ain't got no knife ripping out ya heart with my nails I'm sabretooth I spray booth with shit that get yo lady loose other niggaz they may be fruits looking at me all crazy duke in hindsight fix yo sight with shots while in the limelight got 5 Mike's from 9 dikes who said these niggaz rhymes tight tryna make her straight again I hit it when the time right still out here on my grind right streets messing with my mind right til I have they mom's piped gun up in my left hand her hair bun in my palm right niggaz I am on site nigga I am off my rocker cutting cake like Betty Crocker
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riding in that whip ninja roll another spliff ninja know how shit get ninja dealing with no bitch ninja all of them get hit ninja luck whoever they with ninja pimp or a trick ninja bad bit h or goldigger Niggaz ain't no police they the niggaz on four knees no respect for neither nigga commit robberies for mo cheese slide the ice like hockey goalies I take th3m rings and rollies only hang with parolees gangbangers crabs or homies or solo dolo you ca call me Mr lonely boss ninja freal I don't even need no cronies no actors or actresses ain't trying win no tonies or golden globes just poke her nose when we our there in the Poconos no cadojadoes or bronx tales I'm rubber grips and hot shells if I ain't got no knife ripping out ya heart with my nails I'm sabretooth I spray booth with shit that get yo lady loose other niggaz they may be fruits looking at me all crazy duke in hindsight fix yo sight with shots while in the limelight got 5 Mike's from 9 dikes who said these niggaz rhymes tight tryna make her straight again I hit it when the time right still out here on my grind right streets messing with my mind right til I have they mom's piped gun up in my left hand her hair bun in my palm right niggaz I am on site nigga I am off my rocker cutting cake like Betty Crocker
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