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his ho I hit I used to ride with the illest straight killa niggas d boys. Rape his fellas but I seen the bigga picture. Like if ya on ya last bag sprinkle little bit of weed. In a blunt 'cuz a nigga
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oozin outta yo cerebellum. AttenSHUNNNNN! * nigga, now you swellin. You ain't talkin hardcore, now is ya? Lil' bitch. Got'em runnin scared of a, BIGGA NIGGA. Cuz I put the heat to his ummm
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have that nigga. Bitch I'ma get my pockets bigga. Slow down throw down and pimp anotha hoe. Why * up the game trying to reclaim that bitch. Just let her go. . Hook. . Verse 4 Kilo. . On the
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of your charms are for me. (Not for me). Check it I need a crunk tight nigga, makes seven figgas. Laced with a platinum, not the silver * nigga. X to L stigga, ten inch or bigga. Know how to
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over my ride). She look me dead in the eye, eye. Then my pants got bigga. She already knew what to figga. Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, "*** dat nigga". Blame it on the juice, gotcha feeling
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bigga rock. And I be with dem gangstaz, I creep with the gangstaz. Crack a dutch or Philly and chief chief with the gangstaz I stay with a lady, she stay with a lady. They makin' me crazy. And I spray
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over my ride). She look me dead in the eye, eye. Then my pants got bigga. She already knew what to figga. Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, "*** dat nigga". Blame it on the juice, gotcha feeling
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over my ride). She look me dead in the eye, eye. Then my pants got bigga. She already knew what to figga. Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, "*** dat nigga". Blame it on the juice, gotcha feeling
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over my ride). She look me dead in the eye, eye. Then my pants got bigga. She already knew what to figga. Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, "*** dat nigga". Blame it on the juice, gotcha feeling
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bigga. Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol. They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it. With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic. Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the
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time for hesitation. that only leads to incarceration. you don't know me, there's no relation. Queensbridge niggas don't play. I don't got time for your petty thinking mind. son, I'm bigga than those
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tick a tron. Night time, missed the mom, Bootleg Chris and Don. Brother Chris and Don, and they sister Calm. They sell yay, you'll say yay, this *'s the bomb I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga
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, "Let's all get down". Come on everybody, "Let's all get down" Break backs, make tracks, take acts and wax a nigga. That lacks take gats tap at the trigga. DMC you see, I got a little bigga. Jam Master
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want y'all to trip with it. Man, I woulda sold him a coupe ? we coulda played with,. Yaseewhati'msayin?. . ludacris. Yeah, can I get a little hit of that, little nigga with a bigga sack. See piece