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Featuring 210 West My life consist of bunch past right and flowin' Future CEOing T-bone ultimate fighter millionaire match maker Studio rat maker, pilgrimage to the booth With a cute exotic girl with a bottom with sun 80 proof Some with a lube, and she's just bringing me food But for some reason I keep giving her attitude And I wonder why they even put up with a nigger when I get my move So let's get it construed, if you a lil confused I'm a intrigued dude Alot of these niggers is bitches shouldn't be getting dick with a mule Somewhere in a TJ donkey show Man evolve from primate, still see alot of monkeys though Yo , monkey see monkey do Monkey get a ranch and try to fuck it up for you too bro I spit it how I see it, got a frog in your throat You can crop like Aaliyah rock the boat with that But in the end we all leave her , the earth I mean we trying to make real spit through a speaker 210 west that I caught up the 134 Arguing with some dirty hoe I met in north hollywood a little earlier before Reminded me to catch up with my nigga sip you heard And I know my boss like pyrotechnics And that's why pi rules and creeps respect it Even in hip hop who you claim to dope Ain't doppest motherfucker must've slain a goat Soul is sold to the devil to remain a note 'Cause if you asked him about Ras that's all she wrote nigga Aus Songtexte Mania