There's nothing he can do, he let it get away
"oh shit bro, they really want me to go in don't they?"
So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea
To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray
Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke
Got home, then me and bro at uncles throat
Bro you rap bad and it makes me laugh
Except she's got a little more ass
You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero
304 thats west virginia hoe, thats where i started and where i rep bro.
And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that
Don't laugh bro, its not funny i'm hungry for lunch and shit
As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high
You think you high and mighty but no you're wrong bro
Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show
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