Snoop dogg signed my shit with her pen
Riding around with ms. reece and them
//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
Never let the game play youand for the fame
No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame
You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you
Even snoop dogg would be ashame to call you nephew
(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it
You're very attractive, and notice that
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,
Sorry battle gone carl won.
I can only imagine
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