I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side
Get ripped in three/ for tryin 2 diss me /put ur 2 ''cents'' in get shot like
Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night
They do this in spite, whether its black on black or white on white
2:26 // verse 2: you went to the girls school, in the year below me
With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly
That burden's on my soul as long i exist
Take 2 a day. fuck that. more's in my interest
2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes
Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws
2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes
Took me a while just to write those
Black bird out in the club tonight
Which you know i'm different, right
Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high
A sniper-rifleman , 2 shots your in the sky,
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