600 bitches laid up
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My ego can't be deflated
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I'm laid up with the crazy bitch
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I even get evicted in the church
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I like to pop puss
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And now my role comes and baby girl
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I'm gonna make you twerk,go to work
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No cap'n saving money no cap'n Kirk
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Hot boy fiending on the Lala land turf
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Who wanna get murked 'cause I'm turned and you burped
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Gang Gang on your shirt wing wing on your face smirk
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And certify murda God do it for the terf
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My uncle Pac Man soul lifting out my verse
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This bogus boy by blood
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I ain't talking 'bout rap shit
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Active, anything let the mac spit
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On my pro black shit but it's no passes accept it
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If you want it push your shit back, kid
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Like a constipated toddler I'm whooping on your ass
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Now my pop book on your father
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My brother out cold I'm the star
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Living stud that's my brother Sonny Capone
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I got your focus regardless
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View dead meat and my rap meat market
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Ill hip and talking
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MC's I snipe out the martian
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When the time the gun click one shot argent
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LA to Austin , New York and
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You ain't on the road 'cause you ain't that important
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That's for all my haters I for grip and go and build a time machine
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Until your mama abortion a real G
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I mean nigga LA king
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I'm on the scene bitches PBG
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A real nigga LA king
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I'm on the scene nigga PBG
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You better duck when you see me
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Terrorist putting niggas in the dirt
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Pussy on the truck I make that bitch just go to work, go to work
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Church (Amen)
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