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Bold 'n cold Blockworks Game time What else? Let's get it, uh Welcome home to all my hitters did a deuce or better Still on that Concreature sh*t, reppin' two-two-seven Keep thirty-clips inside my britches for them two-elevens I heard these n***as out here snitchin', n***a, who you tellin'? Thought my plan was bulletproof, pull up, n***as lookin' spooked Whoopin' up in coupes, benefittin' from her drug abuse Your b*t*h be babysittin' chicken, she my Mother Goose Last week I caught the b*t*h stealin', had to cut her loose All of my neffies and my nieces love they uncle [?] Get happy when I catch the drink because I love the juice Down in the stretch, when it's too late to make a substitution Can't put your shooters in rotation, n***a, what's the use? Cocaina-white 'Rari pullin' up with Duke Last time I seen [?], me and [?] drunk a deuce Free [?], my older brother [?] told me "To get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root" Got it out the gravel pit, snub in my boot n***as was robbin', hittin' licks, runnin' from the woop If you a opp, it ain't no f**kin' truce, told me "To get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root" Had to find a whole 'nother route Police gettin' hot on my trail, I had to switch it up and regroup Remember [?] and my uncle Duke told me "To get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root" Play for keeps, never no friendly way I'll leave n***as like a b*t*h with a loose wig on on a windy day You skimpy weight, guns on me like I be benchin' plates You cellmates get left every day with a empty tray One quick headshot will drench your face Pen blood, you sniff hoes' underwears, I make them wenches pay The sawed-off under the trench, okay? I'm the stickup kid that stole Christmas from kids Got the Grinch's tree (gimme that) Givin' males seashells without the scallops in 'em Pull out horse d**k on stylish women, then gallop in 'em With a thousand [?] surround 'em, spinnin' [?], curvy chicks be bustin' out they denims [?], used to roam with sharks Chrome spark, he blast lips and noses off like he Bonaparte He got flown, so when his boner's hard Red phones callin' my headphones, the Redbones get boned apart From the start, livin' was hard, now we grown and sharp Played the block in Carrharts 'til we owned 'em all Callin' bluff like he was shown the cards Still shinin', black diamonds be the only reason the stones are dark Got it out the gravel pit, snub in my boot n***as was robbin', hittin' licks, runnin' from the woop If you a opp, it ain't no f**kin' truce, told me "To get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root" Had to find a whole 'nother route Police gettin' hot on my trail, I had to switch it up and regroup Remember [?] and my uncle Duke told me "To get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root" You gotta dig it up from the root You gotta dig it up from the root
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