That shit was wack as fuck
Stuck in the in the tub,
I'll never call you bitch again
The realist in the game
A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq
Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac
In the foreground while i'm in the
Coroners comfort your mama
Working day or night
In the face of the outside.
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
He's in the books he's in the cites
Like the pyramids primitive appearing in
I know they pay me too much of attention
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