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I got my twin glock .40s, cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin on twenties, with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Twin glock .40s, cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin on twenties, with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Man I ain't got nothin to prove, I paid my dues
Breakin the rules, I shake fools while I'm takin a cruise.
Tell me who's your weed man, how do you smoke so good?
You's a superstar boy, why you still up in the hood?
What in the world is in that BAG, what you got in that BAG?
A couple a cans a whoop ass, you did a good ass job of just eyein me, spyin me
Are you custom-made, custom-paid, or you just custom-fitted?
Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo-kitted?
Is that your wife, your girlfriend or just your main bitch?
You take a pick, while I'm rubbin the hips, touchin lips to the top of the dick and then whewwww!
Now tell me who's your housekeeper and what you keep in your house?
What about diamonds and gold, is that what you keep in your mouth?
What in the world is in that CASE, what you got in that CASE?
Get up out my face, you couldn't relate, wait to take place at a similar pace
So shake, shake it
someone said that heaven is just coincidental collision of
electrons.
no only kidding. well summers a fucking hoot. with us more than likely losing our house by the 7th because of mr puddles. i feel so ridiculously alone right now. i miss tracy so much. she has school until like 1 somethingorother so i doubt ill be able to see her until the weekend. second semester starts on my b day (happy fucking birthday your im not fucking special) robs not moving out here until september or so. i dont know where the fuck im going to be staying if we lose our house. my parents want a divorce. we have -12 skrillas in the bank. but i did somehow end up with a 12 pack of tallcans and a carton of camel weezos. bah i just really really really just want to see tracy or hell i dunno maybe shes happy not to be around me because im a shitheadprick. i dont know. time to die. some people become more attractive as you get to know them better. i am the opposite. the ability to sustain a meaningful relationship or friendship is impossible for me because people quickly realize that i am a shithead. yes i totally copied off of my LJ.
desperate deranged talking in my sleep again eyes twitch
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against a grain like curtain unbearably alive
Get out my business, my biznass
Stay the fuck up out my biznass, ah
'Cause these niggas all up in my shit and it's my business,
my biznass
Stay the fuck up out my biznass, 'cause it's mine, oh mine
My business, my biznass
Stay the fuck up out my biznass
'Cause these niggas all up in my shit......