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bustin and cussin got the police fussin and cuffin me
while fuck u pigs is the only words out my mouth another thug out tha south
raised to be bad for ur health game full stealth
take me to jail and another be out here raisin hell
on a come up rollin on ur street bass knockin ur bitches pussy in2 an unstable menstral cycle
clenchin guns tattored and evil eyed the only vato named psycho when witnessed drivin by
born in cali guns under my belly listenin to pac since 94 made me feel that livin the thug life was the thing to do
i aint comin home fuck my pops i dont belive in curfew u lazy ass mutha fucka cant call u dad
livin my life sad u rather treat me bad and whoop my ass beat me till i was ugly fucked up and bloody and blue
who is u 2 raise ur kids if how i gotta grow up and see how much a bitch u really is?
hopin god aint forsaken me yet im bustin through doors remember me the one fucked up bloody on the floor
and now my enemies lookin at me like iron man got in2 me
ur worst nightmare in touch with the spirits of the past mashin in the present
enguaging with lifes hard lesson labled hopeless in heard conversations
i heard em tellin each i bet i can beat that fool aint shit
until i bitch slap and make u pick up ur teeth from the concrete
fuck the streetfame my glock is here to show me a bitch and a hard on when the slugs came
thats why i be a new threat to the hate on me,
im grown now if u wanna come at me with triggers or u wanna see whos bigger
its whatever im comin at u until the hate is off of me.....
while fuck u pigs is the only words out my mouth another thug out tha south
raised to be bad for ur health game full stealth
take me to jail and another be out here raisin hell
on a come up rollin on ur street bass knockin ur bitches pussy in2 an unstable menstral cycle
clenchin guns tattored and evil eyed the only vato named psycho when witnessed drivin by
born in cali guns under my belly listenin to pac since 94 made me feel that livin the thug life was the thing to do
i aint comin home fuck my pops i dont belive in curfew u lazy ass mutha fucka cant call u dad
livin my life sad u rather treat me bad and whoop my ass beat me till i was ugly fucked up and bloody and blue
who is u 2 raise ur kids if how i gotta grow up and see how much a bitch u really is?
hopin god aint forsaken me yet im bustin through doors remember me the one fucked up bloody on the floor
and now my enemies lookin at me like iron man got in2 me
ur worst nightmare in touch with the spirits of the past mashin in the present
enguaging with lifes hard lesson labled hopeless in heard conversations
i heard em tellin each i bet i can beat that fool aint shit
until i bitch slap and make u pick up ur teeth from the concrete
fuck the streetfame my glock is here to show me a bitch and a hard on when the slugs came
thats why i be a new threat to the hate on me,
im grown now if u wanna come at me with triggers or u wanna see whos bigger
its whatever im comin at u until the hate is off of me.....
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