, spent the hardest shit Only trust a few, only trust a few You fakes, I can't even fuck with you See ya, I only fuck with a few You never know what
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only ride with niggas that I test the water with Niggas I slang quarters with, slaughter shit, spent the hardest shit Only trust a few, only trust a few
ain't stuntin' until the Rose Rolls land From Rose Bowl Land Then I'm a spend a few notes to wood it out Get some smoke that you take a few totes to
give you a job (HA HA) kuz im lookin for a few good men trying to expand my operation, been local long enough time to go nation, making a transition from the streets to the fame, a
fuck a ditch I'ma dig a few The odds are against us, because we black So keep your heat in a stash spot, and always be strapped [Hook] Mr. officer, crooked officer Make a
spit it nasty They short, a few inches North of a dwarf My flow's Murcielago, ghostin them narcos Toast in the ways of the original Pablos Still a pyramid
a good thang of kool-aid (ha ha) But chicken heads get chicken feed (bahk bakh) (a) Lil' dick and weed (bahk bakh) Everything that a chicken need (bahk
a bitch ain't one Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But
hit me! Now once upon a time, not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strongarm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy
Whispered*} Watcher! [Jay-Z] Jeah.. uhh.. it's what I do for a livin nigga Eat for a livin nigga {*watcher*} That's how I live for a livin nigga.. {*
no protection Was a horny dog, mornings waking up with a log Dick stuck to my draws, wet dreams in the mind Of a one-of-a-kind sex fiend, Justine was
being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam' I'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet Live
the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dykes I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow My rhymin is a vitamin, held without a capsule
Chorus 2X: Nas] (I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only a few can feel my pain (I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only if I could show you (I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only
dad, I'm glad my niggas keep a few thangs, wit a few mags Down to toe tag, drop bags, switch tags, and haul ass Smash till we out of gas, blast only if
your thug on Let me hear ya holla Yahoo Yahoo [Teddy Wheat] I gotta get that dough I just gotta get me a lil bit more I'm a fiend for the bread, so
