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Ransom

von The Last Don

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My body is cold, tattoos covering my war wounds
A war soon fighting with prosecutors in court rooms
Parole office run crosses we both bosses
Track races betting money on both horses
We so cautious no losses coke office
Couple keys getting them shifted to the post office
Presidential life style federal reserve
Came a long way from when we used to pedal on the curve
Push the pedal on the spur the level I prefer
Tell me something have you ever seen a devil in the fur
Account in Grenada , I'm moving like Albert anesthesia
Joe Columbo holding my gun load
Thousand alligators about a hour later
And see me in the dressing room with a thousand dollars Taylor
Plot on the death on surrounded by the haters
And it be your own friends that pretend they wanna save you
But I ain't sentimental or soft hearted
I just listen to pain and glory where it all started
Hell raiser even niggas in jail hate you
Writing kites with broke pencil on stamp paper
Niggas know me on the streets homie I ain't you
Laughing joke like it's funny I'm still counting my money
Surprised, motherfuckers already realized
Know the cause when you fuck with a boss ain't no love loss
Niggas know me on the streets homie I ain't you
Laughing joke like it's funny I'm still counting my money
Surprised, motherfuckers already realized
Know the cause when you fuck with a boss ain't no love loss
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