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Thug Life Scrape the corner Buy a Rover Crack inside my grandmas sofa Sunday, family coming over Move the crack behind the toaster Carry pistols with no holsters Trying not to be a poster You was listening to your coaches I was listening to the vultures And I slept with rats and roaches That's why I don't smoke no roaches Niggas tryna knock my focus Wonder why I'm sippin' potion We happy, dog but we ain't joking Big bullets, we ain't poking In that pu***, slow motion Nigga ain't none of my songs wrote I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, ni***, f*** you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, ni***, f*** you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you Hoe stab a ni*** in the back like the streets do Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you" My son got asthma, grandma having spasms F*** the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter Snakes plotting on my downfall I can hear 'em rattle (That f*** ni*** gone flop man 21 ain't even no real ni***, f*** that nigga) We sticking to the G code, ni*** we ain't beefin' over freak ho's I hit her on the D low, yeah she like my steelo That ni*** think that he a bullet, do him like Craig did Deebo 30-round hangin' out the big Glock Nigga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops You a lil' cat, I'm a big dog Nigga, when we pullin' up the stick's out Too much money got 'em pissed off Nigga, I'ma pull up at yo bitch house F*** a niggas bitch to get a kick out it Nigga pop percs, 'gone get a kick out it Drinking on syrup with my dick out Glock-17 with the dick out I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, ni***, f*** you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, ni***, f*** you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho All my tint presidential, like I'm Trump, dawg Secret service shooters, leave 'em niggas slumped, dawg Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg Made a mess now, I got 21 washed out In my face, teetee and taytay in the same count I was down, bad and now I'm shining like a lamp You put a ring on her, she ain't nothing but a tramp The kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house We 'bout that gunplay, ni***, motherfuck 'yo count 19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12's and an amp Beating down Glenwood, ni***, feeling like a champ Nigga, we ain't takin' no deals Lil ni*** we ain't snitchin', we ain't making no sound Used to jump niggas, now we jumping in a crowd Used to make my mama cry, but now I make her proud I remember rainy days but now she like the sound I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, ni***, f*** you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, ni***, f*** you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you Hoe stab a ni*** in the back like the streets do Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
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