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I'm just chillin' Bein' a g about the game Suckas playa hate cause Young Ren is catchin' fame Recognize I am the g that's on the rise Next thing you know is your dead body catchin' flies Hella dead with two big hot ones in the head No murder weapon cause the killa fled Murderer I am the killa on the loose Pencil sag my click is sucker proof (ugh) Eat a dick if you was jealous of my click Doja shit got playa hatas on the dick Sucka free bitches be cool with me (fool) RIP to the g's that 6 feet deep 2-0-9 is where I'm peelin' caps Whoride a motherfucker bro Doja Clik straight hustlas on the go (ugh) That doja shit that's on hit Comin' up in this game and gettin' much respect Hatas talk on the jock, now who's the one in check Dank and drank in my blood and every thangs alright Makin' snaps, doin' these raps, and mo sleep when I'm high Think aboiut the days I lived and how she came to be Old in change from them days cause now it's worse you see Stay up fool, it's all good, that's what I tell my folks Tryin' to survive, stay alive, hard times it ain't no joke In the city, ain't no pitty, for a fuck up slip 2-0-7 all the time, on my toes I tip When I tweek, devil speak in the chime and deep Fightin' black gangsters tryin' to take me in my fuckin' sleep Now you might say I'm crazy But in my mind you'll find The type of life that's given, brought up livin' in this 2-0-9 Makin' mail on the sale now I gotta ball Don't believe, ask your bitch, I know that trick'll tell Too many bustas on the dick now We used to be T up G But now you see is doja shit for l-i-f-e Triple x gangsters is a old thang We caught fang But now I'm straight up serious about he game Simple ain't playin', you gotta make a come up quick Antidote was the joint, light up the splif Let's go see Marc Chambers The motherfucking mac one, it's time to get smoke off a motherfucking fat one Go to Pat's Liqour and get a 6-4 I wanna get (??) to the curb Straight up 2 dog To the fuckin' floor Until I want no more Hold me to the front door I want to get drunk till I cant stand no more And that's the doja shit that's on hit Everyday, Doja Clik forever takin' trips to the bay To show my tape, I can't come fake like a bitch Let it be known it's that doja shit that's on hit That doja shit is on hit Let it be known (huh) That doja shit is on hit (yeah) What's up to the motherfuckers that's down You know what I'm sayin' Antidote, Little Man, Mac Nasty, Mac motherfuckin' one, motherfuckin' you know Um shit, fuck it Fight it maybe is I fogot your motherfuckin' ass Oh yeah what's up to Wizard motherfuckin' One In the house (biatch)
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