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When You see me in that lac Bitch I'm in all black Mind on that murder shit Pistol Extended Clips I wish a nigga will I got a pump I shoot to kill Dump him off in the middle that feild Yeah Real Deal Kush Burnin Windows up Got the Biggie low Cut it up a little more The liquor pourin No sight of cops Load it up the glock is cocked Slowly we creep the blocks Who the Fuck want it Dump on em Fuck Homie He didn't even know me So what is up And what it does H H to the double OD The Streets I am he See Me when you need that che Holla Holla when you need them dollas SongtexteGraduated some hood shit I am a street scholar All about makin a dollar All about dollars and deals All about that weed or best We into makin mils And I don't need a menu Just take me to the venue Hundred grand in duffel bags So taxes ain't an issue Let's buy it Fuck that rentel So blessed may need a tissue I run this blow the whistle Money I never miss you See you like hi again Welcome my favorate freind Oh how I love to spend See you on daily basis That's why they steady hatin I'm on my money shit Can u niggas smell the fragrence Can u tell my niggas hatian That means they goon with it Ruin your fuckin facial Disable ankle cables That way you not so able Fake niggas I stay away from Yeah stay away from I'm self made Hit a nigga with a razorblade Friday the Thirteenth Yeah Freddy Kruger Never fuck up with that ruger Bullet holes the size of tumors Shoot him up and spread the rumors Jewlers are cool as mulers I keep my jewls in coolers Aus Songtexte Mania