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Jungle Talk
Look Quicky's drunk as fuck Erick in this hell pushing out that bus In and out of traffic bitch I'm in a rush Every nigga play with me dumb as fuck Pull off out of hell can't eat my dust And I got some niggas that I love I can't trust Ain't got no room for you niggas on this bus A freaky bitch in my air she wanna lust Niggas know how I plan I get busy For lilies on your hood popping willies After bit top shot I ain't friendly Niggas know they gonna loose if they go against me Put the bird tale head and I squeeze it I specialize a centre foute niggas a Jesus Turn around gone nigga don't know I'm demons And I put it on your ass give me a reason Born out the niggas off I ain't no beefing Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Long he dog on me cash ain't no eating You to for shares I to for shares bitch we even Tash regen nigga better watch for all that reach I put the mag down and I beach Send my man ends your crib to come and sleep you Then he dwelling with the weapon he's so lethal Can't deprive me to rap niggas we ain't equal Gotta impress niggas up I'm on a different level I'm the rookie of the year I need a front medal That nigga sure heard tripping sure know how to basil He spent 30 ben twice he could of won a castle Niggas wanna rap my way like I never let 'em I'll take to my grave where I'm ain't ever telling I've been rapping for a year all my record's selling That DZ on fire who the fuck you telling
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