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woke up this morning and my dick still big turn back the sheets time to get this shit im so sick i rip the script got to whip live to flipi don't slip i will trip if shit ain't right i might ignite and start a fight give you all the rundown ill put the gun down and knock somebody out i don't scream and shout that's not what I'm about im about the money nothing bout my paper funny if it's dark or if it's sunny i grinding mondsy till sunday never running keep out my way got the tool cocked got the cool rock in my sock run my block getting off shots hitting off tops fucking with the cops for making the spot hot ill die before you take what i got stay locked no talk fuck do ya want why you acting like a knock fucking stop before i pop ya head off your shoulders im the hook der with death on my shoulder a soldier who ain't scared to show ya why I'm talking over over and over and over again going in for the win need no friends this is not pretend I'm off the deep always creeping for no fucking reason just a heathen

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