I be what is known as a soldier out to make a mint Keepin the crowd pumped like I was Foljah, ask yo bitch Mall is in the house for '92, 90 fuckin 3 Keepin the suckas stressin off my strictly stress faculty Never needs no pot, when ya fuckin with some dope like this I got the fools trippin, the hoes, niggaz, and the tricks Be askin whats the aspects of a young playas game Sufferin through playas stress, pimpin through the snow and rain Its sleetin on ya mothafuckin sunny day Stayin in my tub like I was told by young Mac Dre I said in the last I'ma savage when I go up in 'em Another fuckin hoe be bendin over for the next nigga Love ta hit the dank, can't fuck with that tadafee Since I'm comin viscious man these niggaz wanna pop me But I just keep the game tight you know, like a playa should Its loaded to pump 30 rounds fool, then its all good Its all good I'm hearin hella mothafuckas tryin to be actin runnin at the mouth Thinkin they can fuck with a youngster, fool I got some doubts How you gon' step in the phatness I'm already nine-a meter Put the latex on the mic, I've fucked so many times Bringin the suckas home, I'm not ya average singa Get a middle finga, I pulled the milimeta I wouldn't wanna be ya the eletric shock will see ya Peep the little red dot den ya pop, YEAH The rollers wanna hand me at the station They trippin like they basin, mad as fuck cause I'm poppin across the nation I gotsta share love to Mac Dre and Young Kilo Feds tried ta fade, but soon dere gon' be freedom And much indo gon' be lit when I hit the spliff Game don't stop from the Crest BIATCH! Its all good Its all good Where you from man? Who me? Straight sewer street dwella, fly young fella Got the pimp deckin they bitch because they know that I got hella Game and Mall's the name man these fools don't wanna fuck with me Should I slang the D, or cut up on the R-A-P I love the M-A-C, Patti may you rest in peace I eats a big feast after smokin dank with DJ Cease Fila's on my feet and short like a khaki creased So playas think I'm dizno, some up and jump and kizno In my fuckin Lugz, I got the dolja dank siznuts Sometimes I got liznopes, or should I say criznizi I pack kiznack niznine, these fools be tryin fiznight me I was at the telly, with this hoe named Kelly I had the niznock and the giznock sniznack or that nellie The hoe was kinda siznick, all up on my diznick And since she loved the sess I got some cutty she can get wit These fools don't understand cause they ain't got tiva I'm the telly bone keepa, the through-yo-window creepa Its playas in the sess I thought you knew You do what you gotta do, as long as you pay my crew Its all good Its all good
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