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Everyday

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Everyday

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How many times I gotta tell you niggas?

I'm not like you!

Sup niggas

It's your boy

Crooked I

Yeah

Turn this shit up

Turn it up!

I ain't never love a cop

They some American devils

Wanna bury me since birth

Gave my parents a shovel

Real niggas don't die

So they scared of the ghetto

What's a puppet compared to Gepetto

Hello

And you... time niggas you know where on my level

Rather talk to baby girl over there in the yellow

I'm a tell her get naked but she can wear the stilettos

Got a round jiggly ass but I ain't sharing my jello

It's an alien abduction

Put her in my spaceship

Demeanour of a boss

I ain't gotta say shit

I just wanna make it

Get my new bitch a pair of Sarah Palin fake tits

You hear me

I'm a long beach nigga

Riding down prince y'all

Read my bumper sticker it say fuck Russ Limbaugh

Got hood credit, the streets is my co-signer

I talk shit like Mel Gibson my ghostwriter

I'm in the streets tell me where you at

Put a hundred killers in front of you I could do that

Me and you ain't the same but you knew that

If you don't give a fuck throw your middle finger up

Real niggas fuck with real niggas, everyday

Live niggas fuck with live niggas, everyday

Real bitches fuck with real bitches, everyday

Live bitches fuck with live bitches, everyday

It's just me against the world, soldier on the mainline

How can I be militant and ignorant at the same time

I love liquor but I hate swine, blame it on the complexities of a great mind

I think I'm stuck somewhere inbetween Malcolm X and Detroit Red

Still chasing after d-boy bread

And I'm hardcore, lay a snitch flatter than that cardboard

Sitting underneath the spinning d-boy's...

I keep a glock, I be telling degenerates

It'll eat you pussies quick as Ellen DeGeneres

I mix drinks like a hell of a chemistist

If you a bitch nigga you forever my nemesis

Killing youths on my itinerary

Shouts out to Bun B and Chamillitary

I'm a Nas Illmatic nigga, Jay Blueprint nigga,

Curtis Jackson with an opinion 52 cent nigga

I'm in the streets tell me where you at

Put a hundred killers in front of you I could do that

Me and you ain't the same but you knew that

If you don't give a fuck throw your middle finger up

Real niggas fuck with real niggas, everyday

Live niggas fuck with live niggas, everyday

Real bitches fuck with real bitches, everyday

Live bitches fuck with live bitches, everyday

I don't live like you, I don't think like you do

Mother fuckers say I'm crazy

See I grew up in the hood where the cops try to kill a dude

Ever since I was a baby

And on top of all that these gangbang niggas tripping too, I kept a loaded 380

They tried to brainwash me with the curriculum in high school

I never let them fools play me

C.O.B. I got a religious career, it's the Van Gogh flow nigga lend me your ear

Ain't no rally for the feminists, the women are here

Pull your cock out quit living in fear

Probably see a nigga chilling with a porn star

Use her like the all star in my 4 car

In other words I only call her when I need help

Give me brains while I buckle up my seatbelt

That's when she told me she was Glen Berg's daughter

Said she couldn't take a molested incest father

Get it off your chest bench press harder

I gave her a new name called her Princess slaughter

Her dad's the devil, she a hottie still

Made a mandingo like the way the human body feel

Quick question, who embodies guilt

If you don't buy my shit up at the illuminati wheel nigga

I'm in the streets tell me where you at

Put a hundred killers in front of you I could do that

Me and you ain't the same but you knew that

If you don't give a fuck throw your middle finger up

Real niggas fuck with real niggas, everyday

Live niggas fuck with live niggas, everyday

Real bitches fuck with real bitches, everyday

Live bitches fuck with live bitches, everyday.

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