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Like Plastic Timbs And My Lyrics Go Over A Niggas Head Like A New Era Brim And I Bang Like A New Era Brim Translation A Brim Is A Blood Like Me A Mac
[Wale:] Uhh... Dub, A, L, E Appreciate it Joe, yeah Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable Tito Santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull
single-edged razors Cold street INTELLIGENCE, O.G.'s and REBEL MEN Grip quick, cock squeeze and LEVEL MEN to SETTLE IT (From L.A. to) B.K., from B.K. to (L.A
thangs to go down, see I ain't playin around Got a half a tank of gas, I'm 85 Southbound It's a long ass way, I'm from the 20 side of thangs She said
Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigger had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for
the game, look how much I changed I'm no longer innocent Casualties of fame Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places And I swear I seen a peaceful smile
L.O.U, I stay fresher than a par of them nike shoes, got my fitted, gold grill and my blockas to, I treat a nigga like a clock, put his ass on snooze
the piggies See, right now a day Everybody turn snitchy And they don't give a damn 'bout the reprocussions Lost six homies And about twelve cousins Some from L.A
my gun Fly a nigga head, fuck it for fun Fuck where you from *gimmie an l* Layin on beaches, killin all leeches Love to break a liar face Pick up the
streets you don't hear a peep Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear that ass out the
a crook son you just a shook one you ani't a crook son You just a shook one just a shook one you ain't a crook son you just a shook one just a shook one
repeat 2X] One Phantom, two castles, and a Jeep fo' Five mics a classic, kinda like my six-fo' Several years I earned cake, let me tell you more Joey Crack, a.k.a
white cave bitch... Verse One: Ice Cube Ease back white bitch, I don't play that Just because I got on my L.A. hat Stalkin' walking in my big black
had to get behind a nigga like me They must thind I'm a gee they both walk up with the g. l. o. c. (Freeze! There was a robbery and the nigger looked
