Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,
Now im thinkin if im gone, then im gone for good
And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood
Im good your a bunch of baboons.
Rags to the wrist glitter, car 6, rooms
In jail every 2 weeks/
Little more weed, first class seats
And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book
50 cent jay em was good ask me 2 pac was the real hood
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