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spazzed
spazzed
Yo Yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been a hustler all my life gimme six stacks,
Cop my self a quarter kite I can flip that,
Cook it till its solid white tell 'em hit that,
Big fat Os of that solid hard git that,
Those like your blow on a boulevard knit sacks,
Just as big around as a Tylenol, hit that,
N with the Yay tell him now bring a brick back,
Now I'ma move it by day N 6 macks,
And ain't no runnin' off with yay shootin' big straps,
40 cals, Sk's with no kick back,
Get you get your +!%! sacks right where your*%%@++ at,
and I don't think your clicks just supposed to forget that,
I gotta a gauge for that day you want some git back,
While we sprayin all you Ns sayin git back,
Duck down@#!%#!, naw what now N,
you was talking plenty +!%! but you aint tough now N,
You don't know the click, I gotta nuff wired Ns that'll
Hit you then ride you to another town bigga, bigga,
Ho throw you in it for a half a brick a blow,
Rappin' and movin' is all you Ns know,
Swear to God He Ns true kids
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