Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash
Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies
Competition on the court
Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.
Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed
People leaned to shoulder devils, sippin' lean, smokin' weed,
But i dont carry guns
Back with a vengeance
Without the sound of guns
Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains
Exclusives, y'all never seen
Cools cuts, make his meat real lean
Catch me with cup full of lean
You ain't never seen
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