Leave the people thinking ya got down syndrome
Playin with fire is a danger zone
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
If only i could go back into the 80’s
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
The outline which you n****s out dated
With only two songs, look at what i did
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
You little young-ass motherfuckers
And that´s how it has begun
Cold world no blanket son
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
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