Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby
Ll me but i'm still me, now you know the real me.
Tech broke this down for you, the cia are known to kill,
I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill
Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick
Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
As a kid thats 3, cursin i ll kill u with just 3 verses
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow
I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto
This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check
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