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yea i always writes my lines like past explotive delirious delite my belives in me in my thuggish gangsta ninety's been the raised stays the hella gangsta up my ways n less my seven shots the seven not so hots go get me in my cream to wheat to weep i only grieve on the wrong in life g go gets me im a house the cards the hella upon u hardder then all the rest because im only here to bring the outlaw thuglife to all thee because u all been sleeping too dam lonng n the weather the better get no deader im the rester the world be to spinning the shit like a top to not stop till im dead n gone n fn wrong long on. verse down get the dice game as i display the i win snakes eyes like pulls up the dessert the eagle make foos run like they ray luv im straight randy walker bugsy the seagle leavin homie all eyes xout n american bald eagles n regals n still the keys im pure fire to all admire n my back harm is for hire n hit my lit the shit in i spit i tipn berg deep up my big to gulp no pulp .