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I'm the shit nigga, All that They call me young nip c note rose clique Talking to my girl while your bitch give me deep throat Shooting at the world dogg cause life is just a free throw Shopping on rodeo in some dickies that's my stee-lo Played out pussy please don't offer me no If sex was a weapon she could not kill my mosquito Little mama lost her grip pastrami around her pee hole got too many miles baby that's a repo Shorty's in denial really trying to fuck with me though I'm way out your league so please excuse my ego Diamonds in my cuban link my rolex presidential Penthouses and beach homes perrier and patron Told you way before about this baller shit I be on Young Nipsey Hu$$le ain't some shit that you should sleep on Rich before rap had to let the streets go Faith in my transition I know I'll be back in beast mode Catch a case that's the tradition either that or six believe no Still somehow I understood that I could make the sea grow And that one day that tree will bear fruit to feed my people That one day is a promise grab your fork its time to eat bro Slaucing that he's so rapper CEO nifty all actors I guess I'll be Al Pacino And it was all after when they thought I was finito not my Valentino But thats what I got up my sleeve though LAX to JFK then on our way to heathrow At the pollo lounge in here sipping cappuccino spending pounds Letras de cancionesEvery purchase man this feeling has no equal If you come from where I come from Its sweared that you see foe That did it like I did it but do it 'cause we need more Cube good and junior kill em with that submarine flow Like every man I honor had to conquer Rob Deniro like ginger red cassino Or that runway lighting heat that shadow in the grass from when vince shotty marcus feet in other words life is just a fight against your disbelief that's why I'm screaming I'm the greatest of all time like young Ali played Mohammad to these thoughts Prophets in this industry but I'm just me catch me cruising solo in my 2CB EMC rap the Roosevelt with grandpa smoking weed TMZ Flashing lights like Kanyes album number 3 But I'm gonna be from rsc till the day I D.I.E So I I crank my beat and hit the gas on em, gas on em, gas on em. From Letras Mania