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What Is that him? Get his ass Him, right there Murr Lookin` for murder as I walk thru the club with my mask on I catch `em, shoot `em dead now they tellin` me I`m their own That boy talk out his neck because now that n***a head gone I took that n***a red bone then we p*ssed on his headstone Said f**k my homies would f**k n***a if he f**ked yours All your n***as pull up on my n***as they be outdoors Let `em say smoke then it`s up b*t*h I light yours My gang nothin` like yours we belong in the psych-award We crazy b*t*h, we f**ked up, this does not you the f**ked up Now you then got busted up, hit `em now he on hush-hush Macaroni bock-bock, no keep these hoes lil` murked up Big drip n***as serve stuff, codeine is what I burp up Sippin` real drink this [?] boy this is not no toss son Yeah this a real mac you will get wacked boy I ain`t tusslin` Spend 25 on my pistol, chain I ball head plus When you cookin` dough you know it`s ready when it`s bump This for the rappers and the jackers, computer crashin`, and hackers Get of yo` ass and start slackin` go get your cheese and your crackers My b*t*h ass fat it ain`t average she ate her rice and her cabbage When we f**k let her grab it just to make her ride me faster
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