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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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The
Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summer
Drug runner,
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fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna"
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Fast learner, attack like piranhas
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My next big hit's called "Hubba,
Hubba, Hubba"
I smoke her cuz I love her
Bought a Danny Glover
Now I'm burnin' rubber in
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somebody Baby Mother
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From the gutter diggin' in
your trash can
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Fuckin' with my niggas it'll
be your last dance
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I came up off the cut,
buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks
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The only thing I sell
is submersible products
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My all- white Chucks turn a man into dust
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You wanna meet the Devil,
ha? You in a bad rush
I'ma keep a smile,
I was born the crack child
Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles
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Make your ears ring when
I sting like a scorpion
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Pronounce him dead by four P.M.
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Call me Los Kevorkian
[Chorus (Ayana M.):]
Verse 2
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Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
S- P- M, he's a bird,
he's a plane
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Verse 3
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[Second Verse
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(SPM):]
Verse 4
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In Hillwood, we didn't
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have many choices
I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices
The Coys is a family
who didn't have much
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Except the love of a single
Mother's touch
The lust of money,
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had me slangin' cane and weed
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I was first on the block, and last to leave
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Feel the rain as it falls on this,
tricky game
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Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses,
like liquid Dran...
Lift my name against my pain is used
To entertain, a simple thing in every
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city seems like...
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Shit's the same
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Born loser, V- 12 cruiser
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I opened up a store for
the common drug user
Thirty- six eggs, come from one chicken
Some of you ain't livin',
fuckin' with the unforgiven
I'm wishin' I could hug
those dead or in prison
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They go to jail or Hell just because it's free
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admission
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MAN!
Verse 5
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[Chorus]
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[Third Verse (SPM):]
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Five on the
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dot when I
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hit the crack spot
Thirty slab rocks in a little matchbox
Hoe ass cops hit the cut around seven
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Got a fiend on the pipe,
and arrested him for resin
Fuckin' pigs want me so bad,
they can taste it
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But you bitches gonna have to settle
for a basehead
Cuz I don't slip,
broke quicker than a ship
Wrap a platinum hit,
make the police Captain sick
Backstreet legends,
the World feel my prescence
I'm the first man to touch it when
the dope gets to Texas
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You can keep the Lexus cuz
I bought two Benzes
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On the micro phone I broke
you off with one sentence
Stay aware for what's out there,
I smell hate all in the air
They asked me what my race was,
I told them it was player
A very rare breed, almost extinct
The way I walk, the way I think,
The shit I wear, the shit I drink,
The way I stink,
I smell like fruity hydroponic
When haters see my car,
they turn around and vomit
I'm loco, fuck any player hatin' punto
You ain't got no love for me? I ain't
got no love tan poco
Outro 1
[Chorus]
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