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Sir, is it true you were a crack cocaine dealer for 7 years? I, I plead the 5th Exactly how much money did you win in your time as a crack cocaine dealer? 1-2-3-4 damn Jogging my memory the documentary Killed that in a drop top John Kennedy Had to rap game got 5th like it was telling me The old me ain't got shit oh when I'm finna be? Nigger I'm finna be still repping the letter B What if it was the nigger that Dre signed instead of me? Would I be starving or studying in Harvard Or would I be a dog of a another fucking pedigree Take away me take away the soo woo Take away the gang star like hip-hop deal guru Pull up in that new coupe Take away your girl run her choo choo Then put it on Worldstar or Youtube Yo tune what it do? Got some bitches in the lobby and I'm bout to send them through I'm Kobe rings nigger who the fuck is you Not the nigger with F.I.V.E. bitches sitting in the coupe F.I.V.E. got Jacksons in my pocket And I'm feelin like a Jackson Letras de cancionesF.I.V.E. I'm robbin yeah I'm ballin Got me feelin like I'm in the Fab 5 For as long as I live I will rap for F.I.V.E. Like MJ in game F.I.V.E. I got F.I.V.E. on it F.I.V.E. short Young Tune in this bitch fuck 5-O Nigger play the 4-5 if I have an issue Beat your ass black and blue with a bag of nickels I'm a G do something bout it You ain't half of me You ain't 500 thousand nigger And my red bone 5-5 No hand slapped but I'm high F.I.V.E. Yeah get with the game or play the sidelines I dream to get the cover of High Times Now take 5 paces And try to guess the color of my shoelaces Red bitch! Yeah I'm on my high horse Now the sky mad at me Cause I stole F.I.V.E. stars Got some freaks in the living room gettin it on And they ain't leavin till F.I.V.E. in the mornin F.I.V.E. got Jacksons in my pocket And I'm feelin like a Jackson F.I.V.E. I'm robbin yeah I'm ballin Got me feelin like I'm in the Fab 5 For as long as I live I will rap for F.I.V.E. Like MJ in game F.I.V.E. I deserve to be top 5 From Letras Mania