Getting slapped up cause her pimps a prick,
Killing these niggas off quick
Tattoo bars, that can't ever fade out
The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd
And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane
I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,
Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
It's getting just a bit ridiculously flawed
Hey mr. coach, i don't like you
But ill stick on you like a tattoo
A player getting played in this love game
Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane
Dad and mom are getting a divorce
I love women, air max's and liquor stores
Or getting a little rep to my name
I wanted the money and never the fame
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