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Goodbye

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Goodbye

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Uh! - P-L-motherfucking-K!

Footsteps like torpedoes when I come to play

Ghetto hero if you feel low, get the fuck away!

Hey! - I dream about them C-notes every fucking day

Feelin'? Like Pacino when I cut the Yay

Cut the shit nigga, to pay me? The way

Smoking demon?, that she highs

In a present parking lot, I bust a' ass and slide

I tapped the O, I spark alot, they helps but thatís my vibe

Stealing giving my heart to know bitch?, that's surprise!

SouthSide! - Home of the hardest shit hitting

My eyes wide! - Crumble is what you get slippin'

Dear hater! - Hoes talking here that you love me

Get this motherfucking money pop bubble and do my doggy!

This snakes wants thug me, short? Under the rugby!

Uhh! - Blue nose with the flows watch how you love me

Late me up in popping so I'm always popping up

Land in ATL Pelle-Pell' honey hopping up

Purple weed, chop the truck is high on so we park it up

Call my niggas "Shaka" , know we got some birds that'll up to pop

There's mo' woman, mo' crime! - That's why I'm coming from

Ridin' till we die - back with another one

Know the one we ride - and back till my number come

I gotta get mind, tryna stop me and love me

Goodbye! (goodbye!) Goodbye! (goodbye!) - Goodbye! (goodbye)

Go 'head and fun and later say goodbye!

Bye-bye! - Bye-bye-bye-bye!

Middle fingers rolls on my. 4's, now let's get high!

Uhh! - I hope this fire gets to 'Pac, gets to Big!

Niggas tryna say I changed, wish I did!

If I did, I wouldn't be going through what I'm going thru

You know when I pop when no one knew, get over the fact I'm over you!

The more sins the radio, the more fellatio

My watch pop crazy! Oh, it's like the? Show!

I got that bird, give me brick, brick that and phase me flow!

My mind's going 1000 miles per hour sour makes it slow!

Bring out nine style and I will shining more with mine, woow!

My grey sounds kinda retarded, this our like mo

Fake niggas, them real ones! - You doin' bad, you gon' get hate!

You do the good that will come - a little twisted Karma

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