We all here, from the dealers to the kids
He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,
Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.
Now i can draw your face up pretty
Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,
One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,
I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics
So here it is on myself ... are you ready one , two three lets go
And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow
One two three four five six seven eight nine
You could love it or hate it but he was prime time
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