25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time
Shake that thing im in front of the line
Slithering snake you whither and shake
And that was when i was in the eighth grade
Let that ass perk, go berserk,
Being broke and it's a diddy ass world
Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants
Believed that blacks could unite with the whites together and shake hands
That i could shake ya yeah so if
One time for the ville that cole rep
I could spend my whole life tryna get cash
Or getting attacked by a man that scarred your ass
A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash
That are targeted at your ass.
I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track
Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that
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