I'm so disrespectful, so, so, so disrespectful I'm so disrespectful, so, so, so disrespectful Your daddy fucked your mama then fucked your sister Then
fed time On a first offense drug bust, fuck the holice That's if ya racist or ya crooked Arrest me for this dope I didn't weight it up or cook it You
's Lasso On the streets I was invincible Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew What my pistol would do, a fuckin' killa Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin
Yo, yo, yo, yo Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class caravan Ki's of dope, lovin' cats to ski in her dope She fuck
gang And rollin' with the alpine bangin' Homie what you got? A couple sacks to sell Went from weed to dope to macks to sell Hit a switch nigga don't fuck
generals need no horse We need AR-15's, twenty Glocks with beams, and TNT Nigga roll with me, burial, fuck the world When I deal, hope I repented 'cuz if the world
do to keep us weak And all of my soldiers come together Get on your feet and get ready to bust What about this war against terrorism (Fuck that) And what
me, I do it for the dollar Girls slide down the pole, niggas trick for hoes We sell tons of dope, I ain't never broke Ain't my fault that the world
fact that a nigga's broke Makes him more prone to drop out of school and fuck with dope With hopes of gettin paper and chasin his fuckin dream But America
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They let the money make them nervous, what?s the purpose? A motherfucker sittin' on fat He came up in the hood but he can?t come back Fuck that, I remain
bitch, so thinkin 'fuck me' Hard for you to see that, 'cause you be on that weak rap "Ay, can I get some roses please?", nigga where your 'G' at A gentleman, fuck
man, deadly as fuck with a loaded AK Spot my enemy and kill him the American way I turned a dream into reality, with a fuck you mentality Silencin'
if the dope game is still bein good to y'all Cause in the past four years, yo I done clocked more cash sellin dope than them white folks That's the reason
up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope The lord he had a plan for me And with his help, my mother made a man of me Didn't blindfold me to the world
bitches is low budget Straight traitor's, so fuck you and the glass that you puff on Don't smile in my face, when you see me get the fuck on Dope fiend
days, nobody thought about a dope case It's all mapped out, get in get out They giving mutha fuckas ten years for each rock It's fucked ain't it, but