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For all my low life thug niggas, For all my niggas in the hood, Livin
the life of a ghetto star, Ha ha ha Makavelli,
Just holla my name
And witness game official Niggas is so shame They stare stiff like
scared bitches While I remain inside a paradox Gone my block Though
gun shots is promised to me when will I stop I hit the weed And hope to
god I can fly high Witness my enemies Die when I ride by Ita's shit
to try Send they bodies to they parents up north With they faces they
wrists and they nuts cut off Fuck em all what I scream as I dream
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