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ohh hoo.. talk to them cpo..

permit me to kick some l!cks, a bodacious flow
occupation – looney motherf-cker; set i claim – the row
so the first motherf-cker that’s caught up in the twist
will be found – in the depths of the westbound

take your place while we here to lay raws
drizzaws, full of caper for some paper to fold
sort of a jack episode if you will
i was a do-low n-gga from birth, and i’m that do-low n-gga still

see that, be what, the f-ck a n-gga mean
when i say – you can’t envision me, cause i can’t be seen
like casper the ghost i creeps the most
’cause i’m just so motherf-ckin sly, invisible through the eye

so motherf-ckers can duck and dodge and slide
but there’s, really no escape from the n-gga from this side
which side? westside, layin in the cut to gank your load
when we’s in “don’t give a f-ck” mode

see if it’s grip we want, it’s grip we get
so run motherf-ckers ‘fore youse caught up in the sunsets
b-tch-made n-ggas best to keep that -ss at home
’cause that boss hog n-gga’s on the late night roam

[chorus: x2]
this is just so ya know – (??) n-ggas to hoes
if an -ss gets gone – well it’s good as on (it’s on)
if you’re trickin’ off your luck – you’re dead as a duck
and ’til the day we gives a f-ck, ’cause, you’re wrong

the late night, creeper n-gga gets his stroll
for seekin out that b-tch, to open the guts and bust on my nuts
off to the spizznot – with chronic and fat knots
and them murderizin’ hoes droppin drawers to expose c-ck

now i’m (?) – emotions of a g
girl you know this death row, so you can not see a n-gga
that’s fin’ to get paid on they block – think i ain’t?
’cause i’ve been known to bank and serve up glock fool

now on the move, to much higher and bigger thangs
must be in it to win it, cause i does them n-gga thangs
my nuts is where they want to sw-ng, and dangle off and on they roam
and no romance between us so gets the f-ck on

b-tch-made, nut and break his nose, and meaner for tricks
i gots love for nothin but my n-ggas and grip
so now you know.. and i be’s off into the moonlight
puffin the i-n-do

[chorus]
(???) we, get into the grillin of a, fool
ain’t no n-gga breathin can f-ck up my rule
i’m that same n-gga police done sought
but no a n-gga never ever been caught, cause i’m just sneaky doe

i’m (??) and stinky, for those who see me
i rolls discretely, does my lows discretely
completely, a true blue g to my name
cpo the sh-t, and death row’s to blame

so if a n-gga want to breathe in long
then the n-gga best to eat his own
that’s how me and nina does, we gives a f-ck who n-gga what
if he’s steppin to me wrong, n-gga gone

b-tch so late (?? ??) it ain’t sh-t
kinda like that ‘llac bendin corners, i ain’t easy to hit
the hoe as in g’dee don’t want to see, right
peeps through the sight, them freaks as they peeps the late night

freeze up, raise up, cause jack it’s on for your (??)
if you’re (?? ??) motherf-cker break yo’ self
’cause yo’ fo’ is kinda sweet
i think i’ma have transfer them dana’s to my grand cherokee

be slippin n-ggas up out of they sh-t like surgery
’cause a motherf-cker gots to get stacked on track with urgency
ya know, so next time slang motherf-ckin thangs
your sh-t will be gone – f-ck if you see me if i see you it’s on

[chorus]

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