big> You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love 'em, leave 'em Cause I don't fuckin' need 'em Take 'em out the hood Keep 'em looking good But I don't fuckin' feed em First time they fuss I'm breezin' Talking 'bout what's the reasons
Me give my heart to a person Not for nothin' never happen' I'll be forever mackin' Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion
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