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my hair nappy like a rug, but ain't no mothafuckin' rat, we shootin' first, he got left, couldn't get right, what's done is that, i be fuckin' with a 8, even though they call subtract, all the firin' on his face, and he don't smoke, so picture that, my hair nappy like a rug, but ain't no mothafuckin' rat, we shootin' first, he got left, cause he ain't get right, what's done is that, i be fuckin' with a 8, even though they call subtract, all the firin' on his face, and he don't smoke, so picture that, they left me in the rain, you know they left the kid for dead, wildin' with no brain, it's like i lost my fuckin' head, cause bitch i will not think, just like marie i want the bread, seen these niggas throwing shots, well imma send them where they stay at, buck done stole the q6 and the radio he don't play that, like me rappin' bout that street shit, i don't really do the gay rap, tryna surf, i left 'em seasick and them sharks came and ate that, my nigga love that beef shit, get the grill we tryna slay that, this a one-nighter, baby you just gotta quit now, her lil kitty cat be bitin', but this came to take that, this a one-nighter, baby you just gotta quit now, her lil kitty cat be bitin', but this came to take that, my hair nappy like a rug, but ain't no mothafuckin' rat, we shootin' first, he got left, couldn't get right, what's done is that, i be fuckin' with a 8, even though they, all the firin' on his face, and he don't smoke, so picture that, my hair nappy like a rug, but ain't no mothafuckin' rat, we shootin' first, he got left, cause he ain't get right, what's done is that, i be fuckin' with a 8, even though they, all the firin' on his face, and he don't smoke, so picture that
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Artist: glokknine