That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
No ordinary her mom i was throat fucking, my dick she was whore sucking
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something
When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute
While i'm fucking your mom in the ass dude, with no damn lube
Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
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