Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
S queezys very bold
Where i from, it get cold
Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker
Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player
Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet
Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir
Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer
Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle
To make karma come faster than she normally will
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