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Ghetto
Mine entertainment
You know what the fuck going on
Aight.
Listen up, we in the classroom
What the fuck is you gon' do? I fly past you
Everything around me, cash rules
I woke up to no sex, I'm in a bad mood
This a 10 m, this a 10 millimeter
It'll fuck your stomach up like some bad food
If you hit a bitch with a rash raw, you got a rash too
What would you do if you had—? nah, I wouldn't even ask you.
'cause you ain't never had ten million dollars
A hunnid likes on one post but got ten million followers
You know what that mean
I'm not a cheap nigga, ain't no drink, I won't grab green
I'm just not sipping
You can fuck with my bitch, bro, I'm not trippin'
I try to break it down, you just not listening
Fell asleep in a dope house, I got knot missing
And some rocks missing
All you need is cocaine, baking soda in a pot kitchen
And some cold water, man
Why this nigga put a hellcat motor in old charger?
Drank man rap and he want a verse so I won't charge him.
That's my best friend
Like when I get married, the drank man gon' be my best man
Roll me a pint down the aisle, not no fucking red
You gon' have post-traumatic stress, you seen what I seen
We ain't kill him, we just laced him with some visine
I got a five thousand dollar jacket with levi jeans
With some louis timbs
You better get yo' shit together if you shoot at him.
Me and jay just bought a pint of wockhardt, we finna do a 10
Yes, it's a real fucking pint, we gave dude a 10
You say you wanna learn something, go to school then
Bitch, you broke, yes, I'm talking 'bout you if the shoe fit.
Yeah...
It's time to make a hit, I need a ghost writer
I'm trying to do a r&b song, I let joyce wrice it
I mean I let joyce write it
You's not a real eagle, I can soar higher
I got so much shit on me I need four diapers
Touch the young og, little bro
Gon' crash like a poor driver.
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