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Bwoii

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Bwoii

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Who is that nigga that's intergalactically fucking all your bitches

He's snapping and chatting our home girl as she's sucking on my dizznick

God base, bad bitch, walk up to her to her sprinkle the sentence

Dip on a dose of this pimpin equals submission at longer extension

My nigga you lame

Drug dealers be switching to santa claus instead of a cane

Nigga your memories are dropped

Denny cascade better watch your brain

Fuck them other niggas mane

They're not icy, they don't ball

As they got me scattered brain

See my thoughts across the wall

Damn, and I'm an abyssal I'm more than a kid, so baby girl get the best of me

In and out and in and out continue my pimping legacy

Denny cascade the universe is saying

Slumber in my bed post as I meditate and lay

Blowing that luke skywalker kush, reflex under my nigga I could

And if this ain't my nigga you hood

Pu pu pu pu

You dead or you shook

Damn, real nigga still will kill niggas have you lying still nigga

Nah nah for real nigga, but went up your hilfiger

It's the notorious spitter, kicking it with my niggas

From the vill,tryna bill all my niggas can keep it real

My people sittin in cells placing robbery with a steel

Jumping numbers on every bail just so they can get out to kill

They arresting lee hart infield living the life of a cotton mill

Enlighten by christ so I see the wrong in my right

Every night he gone off the marijuana from cali to arizona

I get bad bitch, bonus she bitch I hit

Homies gotta take you by the edge no stitch and give

Donors (daily)

Niggas on my side play crazy

It's new fake shot to wanna roll me the glock

Drop it, but me imma do it like the players do

Mac witchu boo sipping purple juice

Your bitch wanna chill cuz she know the truth

Is my clique too trill living virtual

(So clique too my trill living virtual)

(Clique too trill living virtual)

That ain't reality its blocked the animality

That nigga possessed on the system on the exorcist anatomy

Radically rebellious to the fuckery and faggotry

Not as a caution that you cannot sugar me

Not by the doctor with boy with the agassi that you got

I'm the antagonist to the plot of how america with three k's

Wanna see niggas got cake

That's the operation for the country separation

Segregate and divide and conquer they wanna see us dead(eh)

Planet of the apes cuz now niggas wearing bape

Put a color in coordination that's why niggas hate on dre

But he black too like a tattoo, report his color and

Trying to separate the kin from the mixture of the skin

Fuck a bitch b m dub

96 They killed the thug

Now it's us against the world new millennium niggas like us

Drop the late shit down but you prolly gone hear me

Just like believe me in night and look for you and ripley (why)

Wha wha

Fuck that though you don't gotta believe cuz nigga like us all have weed

I got plenty shrooms when I walk in the room get any bitch here high off me

Tryna put the word through my penmanship

Cuz you don't get the shit cuz your inferior

Imma go slap on my interior boy

Toungue loud we ain't hearing ya boy

Trap the photo full who has been noticed me

Nigga in jail and I'm sending them photos

I hoping they know that I'm out here grinding for a muthafuckin reason

Clock niggas on the ipod season what is your meaningful dream

Better wake your punk ass up

Like sway in the morning I'm down and recording as early as hell

Quickly cops wanna throw me in jail, what the fuck? I just be coolin

You ain't dropped off shit let me school ya

Don't let this rap shit fool ya

I don't want beef, I illuminate until we see the gates and this God says that we face

As I kill the sphinx with a rival verse c9 is like steve jobs birth

Nigga that's the future God glasses I see right through ya

Fuck nigga when I fuck which and don't

No body no body fuck with my kitchen

Cuz we cooking the difference

You niggas ain't doing shit different

Respect my vision little boy

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