40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one
Gotti here, i’m in this shit
The outline which you n****s out dated
Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Seems like there s a killer on the scene
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Just to go to liv on a sunday
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
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