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[G. Dep]I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shitGive you what you supposed to get, to close ya lipI got enough O's to get, and hoes to hitTry to stick ya nose in shit, get froze and stiff.Talk about load ya clip, and O's you flip.When you ain't holdin shit but droze and dick.Roll the spliff, take the tokeYou either gittin cake or brokeYou can stay awake or (??)Take a note, take a voteBuy a landslide or tell ya man slide or I shake ya boat.Take ya toast, this rap shit I make the oathTo get cake, or estates by the lake or boatBad hoes, (??)See the snake, (??) leave faith then they hate to goYo, Its to late to blowYa run around pay for hoes, that's why ya paper low [Shyne - Hook]We them niggas with big guns and big dicksFload ya block, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksCoat Them rocks, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksDrop the top, and keep it gangstaLetras de cancionesWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksWylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta [Shyne]Shyne Po, I keep it (??) like I'm supposed tooIn a hard top something frontenI must of (??) died, came back as a rapperScareface, smith and eights, in my life afterBone crushers on my hip, cause shit get thickIn the myths, of killas tryin to get richI'm two shells from hell, you can tell I'm made for this lifeDistrict (??)I don't give a fuck, cuase I'm'a do meTill them hollow points, rip through meI was born to die, live for whatPlush slut, bucks, guns and ?duffs?Spent late nights in the kitchen, wishenWatchin the pot boil, mixin, sniffinKeepin America high, and why wouldn't IGangstas don't talk, we beat the case and walk [Shyne - Hook]We them niggas with big guns and big dicksFlood ya block, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksCoat Them rocks, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksDrop the top, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksWylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta [G. Dep]Yo, I got wild fed to earn, lead to burnStop sign on ya slot time, dead ya turnLotta cats gotta wait til they dead to learnPastor Rev. Sermen, Ya learninIma wild card to play, guard ya payGoodbye's hard to say, cause ya moms to prayYa lookin odd and gay, I'm modern dayIma rep till I'm hard and gray, pardon me (may)Ima make it hard today, bombs awayLunach grenades, at your (??) and blazeCalm ya rage, I ain't even on ya pageYa see-through like lingerie, guns in a large arrayHit tha door, kick the raw, spit that law, spits some moreEverybody hit tha floor, I'm quick to drawFlows like hittin bitches raw, to sick to cure. [Shyne - Hook]We them niggas with big guns and big dicksFload ya block, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksCoat Them rocks, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksDrop the top, and keep it gangstaWe them niggas with big guns and big dicksWylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta From Letras Mania