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[00:04.63]Two-way, deuce, siete
[00:07.44]227
[00:09.06]Fifty-fifty
[00:11.87]Rippin', slicin' bricks open with box cutters, no 50 ties
[00:14.90]In a minno, sellin' all these pints without no liquor license
[00:17.58]Pistol clutchin', catchin' all the pops who be whiffle-dustin'
[00:20.63]Runnin' up the cards, handin' off, [?] we crunchin'
[00:24.32]Unc'y nose runnin', it look like he comin' down with somethin'
[00:26.78]Sellin' all these bumps to the head, shit like a mild concussion
[00:29.69]I once was lost, but, I found it, I owe it all to [?]
[00:33.20]Supreme crack Air Forces out the Playboy Amiris
[00:35.61]More the merrier, too much poison berry had me short of breath
[00:38.46]'Noid to death, love is null and void like a voided check
[00:41.43]Circle tight as gnat pussy
[00:43.06]Square-dancin' nigga, you a daddy's boy
[00:45.23]If I was a shape, I'd be a trapezoid
[00:47.76]AP like an octagon, countin' up these rectangles
[00:50.56]Rock out like Rick Rubin, all these Cubans on my neck tangled
[00:53.58]Bagel on her right wrist, anklet on her left ankle
[00:56.27]He know she with me, 'cause she be postin' from her best angle
[00:59.37]Last night had the time of my life, brodie cracked the seal
[01:02.28]I rarely step out, when I do, no less than half a mil'
[01:05.17]Too drunk to let you hit my blunt, too high to pass the sniff
[01:08.03]Can't stop for this street shit, 'cause a nigga really trap, for real
[01:11.11]We really trap, for real, this shit really track and field
[01:14.76]Really slap them bricks and 'bows, hit the road and traffic pills
[01:17.14]We really trap, for real, this shit really track and field
[01:20.09]Still in the hood lookin' like I inked a platinum deal
[01:22.96]T-Tops on the Monte, brand new G-lock and a hottie
[01:25.80]Lil' bloody stone runnin', run with treetops and no bounties
[01:28.53]Keep that quicker picker upper, keep that ish far from 'round me
[01:31.68]Niggas never knew I rapped, I never freestyled in the county, you know
[01:35.13]We keep the money in the family like it's incest
[01:37.58]Ain't no paperwork on no nigga I run with, that's a big flex
[01:40.76]Seen all fifty shades, but this a different gray
[01:43.03]I done shot so many niggas, I know my day comin' any day
[01:46.58]Seen it all, been through it all, what can I say?
[01:48.98]My pops ain't had to take care of me since the day a nigga ran away
[01:52.76]Anyone who know me know this ain't my first rodeo
[01:55.56]Rollie on my wrist, I never had to jump rodeo
[01:58.47]These niggas Laffy Taffy rappers, that mean they been a joke
[02:01.46]Whole city know a nigga push a mean envelope
[02:04.17]We ain't buyin' that shit that you sellin'
[02:06.43]Bad nights in McClellen
[02:07.49]It's game time, ConCreatures, 227
[02:10.93]Last night had the time of my life, brodie cracked the seal
[02:13.26]I rarely step out, when I do, no less than half a mil'
[02:16.04]Too drunk to let you hit my blunt, too high to pass the sniff
[02:19.39]Can't stop for this street shit, 'cause a nigga really trap, for real
[02:22.24]We really trap, for real, this shit really track and field
[02:24.93]Really slap them bricks and 'bows, hit the road and traffic pills
[02:28.14]We really trap, for real, this shit really track and field
[02:30.91]Still in the hood lookin' like I inked a platinum deal
[02:33.98]What else?
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