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Submitted:Jun 28, 2014    Reads: 13    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Eight, one of a kind 'Her' One way or another And lights up the skies Born to be wise In the undergrounds underground Eight different people kickin' me around Thirty years, another mind lays in prison Liar hoe, saying you mah Cousin Give up everything before ya spine get touched refresh edit delete source rapgenius All of that fuss was as my raps crushed Them Georgia boys, when we come we come like men And before you get up, nigga you get touched again From the driver side of the car, stay splidded wig and what I gotta do to get big Amounts, like a quarter pound or an ounce So get on up and just bounce Ms. Frankie B., thanks to me It's the one and only Kid Capri Rock for a little bit And what motherfuckin thanks do I get? So come on down and eat my cock This is rap how it ought to be But I don't be fuckin hoes in the ass though Bet you're skeptical, with the letting go and wet you slow Smoking herb flipping birds, sipping syrup out the fountain Look at that cold grill and woman The best O.G.Enius and me, fuck the rest My style switched up, now my rhyme's the best Step to the Maadness, your ass gotta go Five percent of tint, but still my screens gon glow I'm from Louisiana, you can tell by the accent If it don't make dollar, then it don't make cent He always hung out in front of the building Living like I'm knowing it's gonna be a drastic ending refresh edit delete source rapgenius I was just running up this back stage stairs Whta happened to the love we once shared, noone cares




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