We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her
Seening no part of my long king kong dong. light up a bong get higher
Tats out and my hair long
While massaging my ding - dong.
My uncle was a crip he taught me real well
Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell
Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks
There is a huge loud noise distracting me to say my words
My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid
Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet
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