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[Verse 1] [Am] I started Hillcrest kickin', Westside kickin' Stinkin' for them hickens, pick them victims, pistol whip em' Flippin' buck with pigeons who chip me when you partickin' Flippin' just from sippin' that sauce like super chicken Got off with niggas spittin' off a seltzer and a kitten Puttin' em' out when they trippin', I'm fly dancin' and strippin' Best to go to Vegas haters if you plottin' on hittin' I let that maca lip and hop between your lips with the clippin' Cut your wings and sex, dodgin' my Project Slippin' Drinkin' you drive while you dippin', say bye -bye to that Lincoln With your breath stinkin', beggin' for your life while I'm gigglin' That's my whip you was squigglin' with your strawberry tippin' I could tell that you was smokin' by the way you kept wigglin' Now my case is a wobbler, witness a sperm gobbler Saw my face with a revolver and the crime I'm committin' Now my time is a tickin', hopin' strikes it's strickin' Waitin' to be with Bocazzetti, out that seat that he sittin' Splittin' the spread with my celly, spittin' shit that I've written Wrap up the head, bow my sorrow, pray my sins are forgiven Throw through the eyes of my children, what I did was forbidden I was a A Block thuggin', star me out muggin' Plug me in to track number two for some overduppin' Simply cause we dope shippin' platinum without the bubbin' Subbin' to fellow mellow and buggin', we be clubbin' Livin' and lovin', givin' my niggas that's retuggin' These chickens be strugglin', but we got muscle and are hustlin' Trustin' in nobody but G .O .D. we one for nothin' Bustin' on somethin' to see our ways and so we're confident Pushing the envelope and out of limits MC suffering, [G]practically [Am]huffing like UFOs Foes be bumbling, tuck me a dick in back Use these charts to juggle I was a [G]on the [Am]street belling, Hillcrest yelling Playing off the brand, should've been a felling [G]Without [Am]math or spelling, ain't no telling Probably with a big gang banging and dope selling Now I got hustle, game like Russell Simmons For the woman in my life, I love you Always thinking of you, got you on my mind Girl, the world got me on the grind, I almost lost my mind [G]Do it [Am]in my whole style, do what I'm supposed to Do it like familial, like coach do I know straw [G]Look out [Am]for my people, treat them all equal And the many fans and friends that go wherever we go Watch the other nito, bring it home depot Spin when I got the ends cause I'm not a cheapo Some say that I'm lucky, some say tough cookie Now how you gonna try to take it all when you a rookie? Now do jokey jokey, now with the okey dokey Yo place it up like smokey, pass it around like hokey pokey Tore through the eyes of my children, [Outro 1] what I did was forbidden. [Am]
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