And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Hop in and let me test drive
It´s the battle of life
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies
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