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Verse 1 (Abel)
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Peep this 5'6'' nigga with more game than Starter
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Been pimping these hoes since I was shooting dog water
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Call me plastic man cause I pack that plastic glock
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Slinging my rocks on my block to the sunrise to the sun drop
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I'm bout it than done some shit that God couldn't forgive
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Ever since I was that coke baby with two weeks to live
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Shit my life is complex think I got a voodoo hex
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Busters try to wet me, bitches step get shot up like Malcolm X
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You fucking motherfuckers got his pocket full of boulders
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You sick of being sober hit me on my motorola
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Drink Cavassi A straight out the bottle counting g's
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Why you counting on the lotto
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Fuck ya'll is my motto
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Hit the streets make my ends rocks hidden in my M & M's
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Bitch this ain't Whodini, ain't no motherfucking friends
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Niggas average while caine be deadly like miscarriage
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And if it come to it I'm gone put one in your cabbage
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I'd rather steal to get paid like Shaquille O'Neal
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Soon as I drop my draws all of ya'll old ladies gone kneel
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Getting deep getting funky like some rock star coochie
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I'm jigging player haters just like pace makers for my loochie
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Partner my name is Kane got more game than the dope game
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Know less than 16 for every bird that I slang
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(Chorus)
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My mama wish she had a fucking abortion
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Cause I done so much shit so much gangsta shit
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>From every crime from drugs to extortion
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I know my mama wish she had a fucking abortion
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Verse 2 (Kane)
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I roll with No Limit cut throats trying to stack C-Notes
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Wearing green and white Nauticas and Mecca polos
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It all started my cousin got 'em got some heroin from Puerto Rico
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We call it ?? and snorted by alot of people
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Going to the place where danger awaits me
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I never knew my moms but if I did she probably hate me
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>From small time hustling to sticking up dope spots
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My grandma found a 100 grand stashed in a shoebox
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She kicked me out sent me down south where they be balling
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Got a 100 got 200 on a trip to New Orleans
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They used to love that weed like its they only child
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Now they got the naza cocaine it got 'em wild
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This child was born a twin seven minutes from my brother
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No visions of my dad wouldn't recognize my mother
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And now I'm so obsessed with this money I be earning
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I'm sicker than the fucking Germans
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All I see is green like Erick Sermon
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(Chorus)
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Abortion
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Kane & Abel |