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| G-Unit T.O.S. Life A Dog its the unit you know how we do it i put the seat back home we rollin i let the system thump home we coastin i have the dray pound with me cocked run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog nigga's say they know me i dont know them they say we came up together i dont owe them a mother fukin thing i make it hot run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog a nigga try to smoke me i gunna smoke him when i say im all in i mean im all in nigga u a blinks shell case's fall in u fukin wif the police boy u betta call in cus im a reload ma shit right back u no different day same shit wif the same strap me i gotta get i got get ma bread ur bitch a freak but she got to giv me head i got a reputation i stay wif the burner i caught her putin work in the D's call it murder ???????????? we only got one ???? one pistol one target one shot one kill i put the seat back home we rollin i let the system thump home we coastin i have the dray pound with me cocked run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog nigga's say they know me i dont know them they say we came up together i dont owe them a mother fukin thing i make it hot run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog im a gangsta boss gangsta goon got ma knife ma gun ma vest its on lay a nigga on his lawn fasartchi style got ma 44 im fasarchi now full of kilo's switch cars try to be low touch ????????? then get out of line why ur shootin them windows doors and parked cars 80,000 on ur head oh god ?????? so hard i can charge it on gold card the black card imma be in italy when they pop ur noodles nigga 7 star shit eatin lobsters its brutal i put the seat back home we rollin i let the system thump home we coastin i have the dray pound with me cocked run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog nigga's say they know me i dont know them they say we came up together i dont owe them a mother fukin thing i make it hot run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog hoppin out of somthin forign bumpin ??? me im not the one for sparrin me ill gun ur car in watch the game at the garden next to martin ????? bargin or sleep walkin towel tiltin champagne bottles open the chronic smokin evan the model's broken ma pockets ???? the game's sick im the potion ibuprofin and i flow like the ocean machines make movies you can be the poster ur over ill tell the media ur mediocker ill push ur big body u ridin in the mini benz i f**k like will i smoke like the indians i put the seat back home we rollin i let the system thump home we coastin i have the dray pound with me cocked run upon a n***a shot in the street like a dog nigga's say they know me i dont know them they say we came up together i dont owe them a mother fukin thing i make it hot run upon a nigga shot in the street like a dog |
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