Your mom jumped on this cock
True, indeed, i don’t rep no block
Caught george with a hand on his cock
Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
I'm going harder than my big cock
We popping bottles, it don't stop
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
We got joey bada$$ and man, he'll soon be a star,
Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are
Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack
Letting the silence loom joey started his attack
It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
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