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Get the code at www.winterrowd.comYo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that fellas pellet You ain't never heard a motherfucker spit like this Not even puff, and that nigga there made crazy hits Every few years a nigga come who crazy hot I'm the next best thing since Biggie and Pac Now I'm sayin this shit slow, so you don't miss it Don't be a statistic, my jewels from the district Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted Son I'm off the meter, my mind locked on crime See I'm tired of all these rappin niggas dyin to shine And I'm tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I make change Yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad Fresh out the jail, shit is really real Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they don't tell 20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this Niggas know, I ain't never pressed for dough And niggas know, I don't serve nobody I don't know Son said he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z. My man brought em to me, see he ain't really know b That it was hot, dude was a cop He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop First I served him o.z.'s, then I served him whole keys Now we all co-de's, damn man I O.D. You know how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the heat Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin l's up in the jeep Ain't nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic It's over I can't believe it, damn it's over Fed's ceased the six, the Lex' and the Range Rover Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota Corolla Used to never get high, now I'm never sober 380-6 shot glock top load-up Keep it in my waist son, I'll put one in your face I ain't got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your place Just jumped bail, I ain't been on the run long But it feel like a motherfuckin marathon
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Gossip(( Daffy Mix )):Money with no pockets// i have plenty of guns but cant cock-it// so instead of bullets im shooting rockets// fuck getting ammo get me boxes// i bake my own doe,im that cookie monster// he's so pricessless someone put them on there roster// before he pulls the hoister// and make you do front flips like a rolla coasta// most of the people who said i cant do is dead// now that all the haters are dead,im aiming for my fans instead(im sry ya)// my hoidays, will make you shawty go to bed// wet...lol...like a water bed// with holes in it// so many hoes in it, that they think im pimpin'// not limpin',stand up straight, okay.. now salute// to the general,that LB gangsta, or catch a boot// print on your kuff, wait a minute my shoe layses r loose// so please step back, before you get clapeed// Even GAY AS People even have GAP's// so, stay strap before you make that wrong turn// wrong place at the wrong time, fuck it they will never learn// burn, i shell burn in hell// im chillin; with the Devil blazing an L// ha..ha..// im was so high i visited GOD last week// Biggie tupac and my grandmotha was there as i peek// i am seeking for a anwser// but im getting no responce like a cure for cancer// but wait...i shell wait// for an answer that izzzz....shit there is no answer( my bad)// if i was white...ill have cheese on my cracker/// but im not...so ill wait for my turn// like that little boy who always look concern// looking for an answer, untill i learn// since i cant make it rain// Let that bitch burn// now u can......( think it over)// Verse#2: you hate me?// shit I hate you too// shoot the 5 or get laid down 6 ft in a suit// please Jesus, help me lord// before this nigga get strangled with a phone cord// or popped in broad daylight// that be the last day that nigga ever see the sun so bright// shit, what more can i say thats life// lifes a bitch, so i grab it by the back and dont think twice// i do whats right// drink till my livers drown and im high as a kite// so high im an astronaught// ive done so much illegal shit and never got caught(never))// im cleaver,yes i am, keep two revolers on me like yosemite sam// (Bam) there goes your life// if you come close you get hit wit a butterfly knife// get serious, im serious, no let me rephrase im so so serious// he already sucks dick, how gay can he get?// shit, i dont know, if I did ill be the homo// if you say that to me, youll catch 2 in your dome yo// 2 weeks 3 days and 15 minutes// thats how long to find all your body parts in different ditches// Split them like dutches// you new lunch kid// theres no tell tellin how long he ganna live// you pop alot of shit, you swear you hard// how would you feel if you got hit by a car// or a truck to make it worst// talkin bout me, i dont even think they ganan learn//Verse#3: okay, last verse, here i go// if ya talk about me ill let ya know/ how a bullet feel,if your that pussy, ill get u jumped by girls// word// thats all I gatta say// u try to kill me,ill get your family sprayed// okay thats enough violence of the day// well for the moment// I stay on my grind like pavement// Ace, check this nigga see if hes strapped// if he is, lay him on his back, take out the chainsaw, cut his ass in lines and leave no gaps// stich him back up, i think you did it wrong// his legs dont belong there, that where his arm belongs// ohh well....put him in several browm paper bags// and fill it up with gas// throw him in the trash// now, where the lighter at?// burn,burn, let that bitch burn// now go get his family and friends,its there turn// if they dont cooperate, shoot them all in the head// ((clik Clak)) make sure there all dead//((kidz too)) make sure no evidence is left// CSI has change the way I murder, ever since then// so, if cops come by, lets go out like gangsters instead// ((agreed?))

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