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Description:The South Side, the South Side, these bitches' mouth wide Can't trust a pig, informant nigga, run the cop wired They set us up, then book me up, you crooked fuck Get to the jail, tell them bitches to look me up I'm on top of my shit, Red Bottoms like how my shoe tastes Standin' from where I'm at, the licro is my shoe lace I chunk a deuce, pour a four all inside an eight ounce I'm faded now, finna cut a ho off like K Camp TMZ on my dick, they swear they can knock me off, shit Harvey better chill 'fore niggas run in his office Write our own article, tell the people who caused it Faggot tried to hide, first spot we shot is the closet Crazy mothafucka, Mossberg in the moshpit Ever since I hit LA, I'm wildin' on my Pac shit B. Compare me to what? Compare me to them, I'm , I'm not like them I'm talkin', been hustlin' before I seen her Rick Ross video in that off-white Beamer I'm at the bar taking shots of nightmares with dreamers Shoot for the stars, hope the moon ain't [? Well fuck it, I'm anxious to meet him But shhh, shhh, just keep it secret If I join this force would people stop hatin'? Should I rap like this to join a Roc Nation Flow cold like I'm rapping while I'm ice skating Somebody get me an apron, all of my time wasting I keep it dirty like Chucks, plus I'm a little Gothic I spit curses and spells and black nail polish I fuck gypsies and witches, all of my pals' monsters Smarter than 12 doctors, sharper than nail filers Call Satan like fuck it, show me how hell look I take a nun, then I fuck her like a werewolf I have no heart, no soul, only these spell books You niggas' bitches and hoes minus the girl looks I paint pictures with lyrics so y'all can see my thoughts Now follow me, in my evil voice Tweet, Young mother fuckin' Money These my mother fuckin' brothers, not my fuckin' hubbies Militia nigga, you know the name Cory Gunz, remember my pops era, the son of Dame The fuck is he supposed to call it The closer the call is, the closer you going I'm claustrophobic, your swagger is?
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