Or two. or maybe three?
Bitch, they call it motor city
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
She on media take out, but don't take out her kids
In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be
You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you
To make karma come faster than she normally will
Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.
With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly
Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three
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