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(Ooh, Sav killed it)
I just dodged a fed case, I gotta crack a smile Plug called, said he got some Cookie, I texted back, "Pound" 'Bout to smoke a quarter-pound and then break the rest down Playin' with the dog, I need three thousand a pup now I told promoters I need ten when I touch down Had a dopehouse for two months, that bitch got shut down I stopped drinkin' for a minute, I need a cup now Told E to pour this red up and break this Runtz down Just drunk all the drank, we on the hunt now Invest all our money in real estate like fuck a bustdown Just picked the cup up, it's hard to put down Was 'bout to fuck this one nigga bitch, but she was run-down E, you mean ran down Just popped a Percocet, I put the Xans down Feds came in my space, I put the grams down My ahk just wanna beef with niggas, he put ham down My lil' niggas wanna kill some opps, I told 'em stand down Nigga thought he was gon' rob me, but it ain't plan out They tried to box me in, we had a stand down Damn, I mean a standoff Gave lil' dog a quarter-pound and he ran off Get to talkin' spicy on the mic, cut the fan off If you had my fingers, you would cut your hands off I'm tired of bein' on house arrest, I cut my leg off A hundred fifty dollars for a line when I get red off A hundred pounds of Cookie in the car, smell like a dead dog When I was young, ain't have no friends, that's why I'm well off My mama bought a trick bike, I took the pegs off When I was thirteen, I was in the trap gettin' regs off I bought a Ruger with the pros and then I fell off I'm 'bout to sell some big shit, cut the scale off My white boy just asked me for a line, but I don't sell soft I can't believe this old nigga gettin' regs off I need three hundred for a zip, where the sale off? Told him meet me on Detroit Street, got my cell lost Drove all the way to the D, damn, my cell gone One of 'em sent a location, I don't talk on phones Put the dope in a microwave, I don't fuck with stoves I got on sandals, cookin' dope at my ho house You know this shit finna be good, I got my toes out I got into it with my bitch and broke her whole mouth You got into it with your bitch, she put your clothes out When I was young, I went skatin' 'cause the hoes was out I pulled the strap out on the rink and made 'em roll bounce He told the police where we trap, they searched the whole house Mortal Kombat, I beat his ass, then snatched his throat out .308 Bullet, this bitch'll go through four houses Me and E just smoked a zip, it matched four ounces Nigga, all my Crips slap just like dopehouses Only weed gettin' served out of here ain't no dope out it The plug cut the power off, we had to dope out it The police hit the crib two times, we bought some more houses This bitch said she got some coke, I fucked the blow out her I told her that I misplaced the shit, she gave me more ounces Just left the doc, went to the pharm' and got some more narcotics Just went and got my mama car, she let me serve up out it My big cousin arsonist, he like to burn up houses Can't believe my auntie a fiend, she like to burn up ounces Forgot who I was talkin' to on the phone, almost served my mama Woke up with some cake and some syrup, not no angel mama