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cal ripken - chemical formula ag-47(silver) lyrics

[verse 1]
and im just tired of this life style im living
im ready to die like hairspray equipment
n-ggas look at me like(repeat)
i never had a dream because i never go to sleep
and in my dreams all i see is haters
sierra mist on the beat with no artificial flavors
they be like aye cal why you got to do that
she’s a virgin that gave me dome so i guess i took her v-neck

[hook][repeat]
n-gga tried to jock me for my ag-37
but first he pulled out his ak-47
not to mention he’s 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting f-cking jail time

[verse 2]
aye shout out to my n-gga marty creole
my n-gga sir marloe
my n-ggas that get no hoes
my n-ggas that gotta buy clothes from f-cking areopostal
and really think they own though my n-gga what ya own doe
my n-ggas stay behind me like we at gamestop
with some tube socks, about to pre order black ops
but sometimes i gotta take my plan and foil it
you said ya mans the sh-t well i flushed him down the toilet
we them broke n-ggas that never had a toilet to sh-t on
now we got rap careers we can sh-t on
n-ggas wanna get on, n-ggas wanna get on
lets talk about money truthfully i never had none
but haters i’mma handle em
get outta my sp-ce just like tom anderson

[hook 2][repeat 2]
n-gga tried to jock me for my ag-37
but first he pulled out his ak-47
not to mention he’s 47 with nothing on his mind but getting high and getting by and getting f-cking jail time

- cal ripken lyrics

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