Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,
Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those
The pioneer of the coke rap
What will your exes think of that.
Smoking on that cali weed smoking on that oj green
But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream
And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore
I really can't under what s the fighting for
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Liven every day smoking that jamaican
And not a single feature except lil wayne
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance
Your lines define what shit is, don't mistake them for raps
Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket
You based your life off of 50's shit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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