Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star
No i can't drive a car
Who smokin in my car?
You know...you know who you are
Slumdog far apart any sub par
Your music in the car
The way they hit her i just stop and stare
Poor, working-class enclaves who can't afford health care,
Down the street to the car,
She is far bizarre
Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health
Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears
Yea got big stacks get me a car
I guzzle up at the bar
I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
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