Watch with 30 rocks in it no peacock, a little nbc talk
Murdering you before you even come up with a thought
It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong
We used to have something special and now its gone
Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
I thought that all the green gold had finally gone to my head,
Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead
Even thought about putting gold in my dentals
We vegetables, on them record labels
We smoking on that strong.. hit it then im gone
Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong
Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero
Crew at my house and we party every weekend so
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