We don't believe you, you need more people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
The truth shall be told
S queezys very bold
My g"s have been handcuffed,
And bijies like im out and
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time
Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
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