Cause america the terror of,
Here i go again, searching for love
Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai
Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high
Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
From the ontario province,
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
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I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I will be by your side
In the face of the outside.
Raybands...hide the face of,
Niggas talk with limited service
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
Of the coke and the smoke of weed
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