If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
And it's well known that rell home
Choked the one on the throne
So it's nothing to finish
The name of the game is
Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady
The fiends supply the shady
Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Shout out them strippers who hustle
Im the one waring the mussel,
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