I gotta teach hoes
Lets get high kill these lows
I used to be the most humble until
I always get high have tome to kill
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.
P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick
Kill em all with my stick
Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball
Ghetto politics, get money, spend it on the leathers all,
Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,
Rap giant, get your little locality smashed
And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways
At my presence get 'em rappin' tight, in all the ways,
I'm on that way to kill 'em all in one day
I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away
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