If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
I got ak-47's get ya shit lit
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Inferior, but i'm nice
It´s the battle of life
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does
It's all good, finna dog that
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
It was just the four of us uptown corners
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
S on my chest like a superman vest
Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast
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