And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.
Thought this was forever love
Cussin' pussy and status,
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!
But now we must get money and stay from drug
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
And we no la de de da i don't care for any people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams
In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps
Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats
Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs
‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,
Cause i show fur, no bikini wax
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