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The limit to hit it's three times
Homie say "pass the doobie back"
I don't mind; Grab some water
I hate when I catch the Scooby snacks
Spit some rhymes on my grind
Hustler
Ain't talking stacks of nudey mags
Sharp like needles
To feeble minded
Keeble
Spit it to the max
My lines
Too raw Tuesday to Tuesday trash the two piece bag
I shine
Crews fall cruel fate if two faced don't act like you be strapped
Not a shoota
But I got dudes ta
Put a Harvey Dent in your dome
And all these niggas think they calling the shots
Boy I take the clip from your phone
Damn
All that shit's gone have to get explained later
Put in work on the mic fuck OT
This IL: Insane labor
The Jane make a
Nigga write some have you looking at amazed haters
Admitting to my first place position
My intention's to shame fakers