Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground
She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around
Malia family, we the family
Tell these people something they don`t know about me
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
When i was starving now it's payback
Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill
You don;t thin anymore
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins
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