you are really fit You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it You're fit, but you're fit, but you know it You're fit but you know it I think, I'm going
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would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it Whoa! Leave it out Are you smoking something? Leave it Out Mike just leave it just leave it
don't know what it is but I just don't fit Consider me destroyed I don't know how to act 'cause I lost my head I must be paranoid And I never thought it
love it, find me only with the grimy Gutters of the street where my mind be Play the game, get you a 'zil' Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill Heat, got it
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be You need people like me, you need people like me
you don't know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it
it, all I do is give them a smile Lifestyles of the realest, you ain't ruthless you bitch I got a pine box just your size, I know it'll fit Your whole
sport, you think long You think wrong, you got it goin' on, baby doll But I won't sing you no love song, you either love me Or you don't, you're either
it IZ checks for purity,then approves it And then you get it,try it,and like it And if it ain't potent,we remix and spike it To bring you the pure dope
got it twisted, they missed it Wastin' they life when yo, they mentally gifted The streets ain't the only fuckin' hustle in town You gotta get in where you fit
wealth But I kick it to you hard and real One wrong move, and you caps peeled I ain't no super hero, I ain't no Marvel Comic But when it comes to game
fire, you niggas wood to me, We on nigga, let let them hoes know, Young Money lay 'em down like old folks, You comin' with it, we comin' for it, Plenty
Gucci over do's it, does it the boys perfect Neck peice flooded, color scattered and perfect I'm worth 900, god damn I spent 100 But that's rap money,
