But its true who knew the rude dude in blue from cell two
And if i gotta settle for a piece of you
That's why i'm makin' money
Take the brick road for the blue key
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
A mess for us two to clean,
Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political
Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double
Still there for you
So its time for verse two
For my nigga i gotta fuck two hoes
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
Two was a good number for you,
And if i do go you better come through
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