See, i'm a nigga with no flaw
Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law
I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw
The trunk ain't raw but we running from the law
Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains
I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes
The law keeps stopping this problem kid
That's motivation, my people living wicked
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative
The open with nowhere to hide no jamie foxx law abiding citizen.
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law
New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw
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