trapped stucture

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ive bin trappin all day
i need to be rasin the figures
but my niggas aint gay
we be pullin the triggures
i know the worlds over my shoulders
i only drive reraries and rovers
she be spicy shese salsa
she love the way i controle her
i be trappin and dat on my phone
i do this stuff on my own
i stake them notes on my lone
 
 
i swear im just tryna make it work
but theres always one fake grass astroturf
i know dem man can spread the word
then next thing uno ya jaw just burst
man i swear the ends are getting worst
grown men stealin from there mothers purse
get in my whip i slip it into third
ull never see me on the curb
im a humble geezer
but when i go mad i give er jungle fever
im watchin u like television
thats how to keep someone in ure centrel vision
its rollin time
dont care about the no smoking sighn
 
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they tried to steel my vission
this aint a culture its my religeon
but u wanna act like a g for the camra
u say ure muslim u say ure rasta
guess ure just a actar
ure not on ure deen
and if salasi saw u heed be like tak off ure red gold and green
dem man are softer then ice cream
now start movin correctly if u dont wanna upset me u getme
tryna show me ure freiindly i told u before that shit dont impress me
yo i dont role like dat
i dont role like dat
dont touch me and think i wont fight back
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