Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Bitch don't live without the d/
Is it the money or my marriage or media peace
The bitch is too fucking lousy, the fat bitch eats brownies
Big ol bitch cant take the bad news
Yeah, look here i pay dues
Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch
Trying to give them light and a message
Bitch i took the game hostage
Yeah, we get this cabbage
Hear me is when the bitch is deaf//the only way you don't feel is if the bitch
Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch
But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch
On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college
The realest in the game, i'm bumpin' tupac in this bitch
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