Hey, can you see my cryin' Hey, don't you see me dyin' When I look into them eyes I know that I did you wrong The pain it lasted so long But if you don
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's tight Sunrise open my eyes no surprise Got my shorty flyin' in with keys taped to her thighs With all the utensils, who hang my China thing She half black
him up, his mans and them too Yo, bag him up, smack him up Doing this do or die lifestyle for ransom 50 g's, need keys to free their grandson Run but
what the fuck is mine My nigga I'll take it grab a player hater by the neck Choke him out and try to break it Gimme your money, drop them keys It's
'em down nigga Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga Niggas get your checks from your broads get high Then your broads sneak your keys
your keys to your four do' Explorer Yo Lu-Nile, crack their composure (We decompose your crowd) We layin' down tighter than plaques When I blast I wild like them
right over And rub on your leg I'm sayin all kind of shit, to make you smile Put your seatbeat on, cause I be drivin wildyou think I'm like them other
at the Dangerous Crew camp Save your money, can't use dem food stamps Other crews like to sample and mix But our crew, we just play that shit live Drums, bass, keys
rapper Ain't no surprise niggaz, only fuck wit recognized niggaz Baby girl want the world, gave ya pies niggaz No tops, take 'em in all shape and size niggaz No lie, prefer them
for niggas take a pentatentery chance throwin bricks to prison and i aint talkin bout no polka but i watch niggas fold fuck them other niggas cuz them other niggas hoes them
to worry, boo, I got you, yeah I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely Them other bitches they not like me You can have keys to the
's tight Sunrise open my eyes no surprise Got my shorty flyin in with keys taped to her thighs With all the utensils, who hang my china thing She half black
paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer With the S N double O P, Dogg, my fuckin' homey Youse a cold ass nigga on them
been running since them ways back Tell Uncle Sam That I'm gon' stay black And fuck those silly cars stirring my shit Up under this six flat And tell them
