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1986

C-Bohuatong
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Slammin' like a motherfuckin' photo ship, yeah.

We got shot up in this motherfucker.

That's right, and the murder man

That's right.

Cavio.

Eat it, nigga.

Check my mother

They should have never left a shot about the penitentiary.

Fuck them one time.

Bout to take you to the next.

The year was best.

For me to take another step up in the D gang, starting with the half.

She should have watched how the shot bounced from a half to a whole thing.

I specialize in this D game.

Can you take shit?

Pull up in this to get rich.

I'm not like the average category.

If he was back in Your father's told a true story True fools never fail off

Bought two motherfuckers, they got these knockin' straight toe walls.

A few fools, sisters, figures and shit.

Having way more money than the president.

Coming through.

Flossing like the great.

King Tut in the Ozone Beats.

Them niggas didn't give a fuck.

Back in

Back in

Back in

Sitting on both ends, having money getting rich.

Back in when we used to come through and straight smash it.

We'll be right back.

playing keys like the Cubans, trying to make a million off of dope fees, using, never did, I think,

I beat a man with a big fat sack on my cell phone chip, moving keys across the map, blocking feathers off.

about chickens palms itching as they cook birds in the kitchen

We keep lookouts for tasks on the block.

On they walkie talkie yelling close down shop.

run day operations.

We got boys that hook it up and sling it through the nation.

Denver, Ohio, Illinois, Cali to Seattle, straight D, boys.

We got called by the fans.

in

Lost another down homie in the gang, whoa.

I got expedited.

Played at the fifth.

I was talking secret bitch.

Never the snitch.

Got my money stacked up.

G-knots going out busting two blocks yelling fuck the cops so when they come they

Better send more than some.

Cause when I drop both straps, it come to Tommy Guns.

It all started back in...

Sitting on both ends having money, getting rich.

Thank you.

I know some

Fools tried to take that trip.

During the drought season, man, that ass got linked.

But we're about K they broke they all got sprays

Sit back in the written boxes.

The niggas that was killed was from the city of Stockton.

As far as niggas tryna smash in my block If they didn't have my beak, then that ass got chopped

to shoot that ass it was like a living time bomb over that thing called cash murder rumors

across the bay I was quick to put a hit on that ass if they didn't pay the

all on my nuts trying to take a nigga off the streets who do i trust

I trust a bit.

I've been traveling from state to state, transporting shit.

For me, I've been timing that shit since

Head off, slide it back in.

They used to come through and straight smash it.

Sittin' on dope thangs, havin' money, gettin' rich

It all started.

Back!

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