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Animal New Ones

walls and try to search me down I laugh knowin that my stash'll never be found Well anyway, on the third day, son came straight to the strip Wit a new

the thug's in the club and he come to spend some dubs Show that nigga some love, show that nigga some love And for the ones in the back, who be smokin

keep heads on shelves everywhere in my cellar I even own the melon of a dead fortune-teller The rotten ones I keep up in fat pickle jars and the new ones

up and fuck up the owner See 'em throw up Westside California Nigga I'm hot as Phoenix, Arizona I'm Utah, I got multiple bitches It's a new law keep

here, is dedicated to the president of the United States of America Y'all might know him as George Bush But where I'm from, lost city of New Orleans

the GOD I remember when loadin' up the gas, beat settlin' Ghetto peddlin' the shaunder, Shorty dead again Songs about 'We all around the NC Cop the E series, jealous ones

walk back in line Now everybody know that everybody said, "Nobody can hide from beef Except but us, who surprised when these kids get killed on the streets" Look how these animals

on the walls and try to search me down I laugh knowin' that my stash'll never be found Well anyway, on the third day, son came straight to the strip Wit a new

But the thought still exists I'm in my room gettin pissed I should have 20 inch rims on a V12 Benz, hangin with brand new friends All flavor Timbs, hittin