40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
A thug niggas in tha house
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
S on my chest like a superman vest
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