We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out
Then become a fuckin' addict, wait 'till those days cloud,
Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips
These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics
We would miss the motivation that those days would take from us
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
You bitch, those were the best
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
We were raided in the trench lose a couple men but what we do is kill all those
Those guys who were fucking the hottest girls are guys who girls now fucking despise,
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
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