I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce
Fuck my job, my life and all that comes with it
We gonna ball all year, nigga know that
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell
Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?
But all my life i've been told its just been in my mind
Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind
It´s the battle of life
Rollin' down the four o five
Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes
That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath
Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw
You not all that--i do not listen to the radio
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