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9 6 and forever, rock a block roc a fella chorus feelin it, feel the blast when it's time for moet feelin it, feel the lex pushin up on the set, feelin it feel the high that you get from the la if you feel it raise your L in the sky verse one i keep it realer than most, i know you feelin it kristals are nice, i'm like a toast i keep on spillin it bonecrushers i keep 'em close i got the skill for this on my back the flyest clothes lookin ill as shit transactions illegitimate cuz life is still a bitch and then you die, but for now life close your eyes and, feel this dick since diapers had nothing to live for like them lifers but making sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher we paid the price to circle a success, ey turn my mic up im bout to hit these niggas with some shit that'll light ya life up if every nigga in your clique is rich, your clique is rugged, nobody would fall cuz everyone would be each other's crutches, i hope you fools choose to listen i drop jewels, bust it, these are the rules i follow in my life , you gotta love it jiggy jigga looking gully in the joint if yall niggas and talkin bout large money whats the point? chorus verse 2 even if it ain't sunny, hey i aint complaining i'm in the rain doin a buck forty, hydroplanin wit shorty 'where you disappear to son' maintainin puttin myself in a position most of these rappers aint in, i'm livin the ill street blues got you hunger painin nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin fool i'm thorough in every borough my name be ringin, warmin it up for the perfect time to hit your brain'n you feelin it? to all the girls that wore the girdle it took to sell my bricks no doubt they could pass my life is real as shit 95 south n papi on the hill and shit and all the towns like Cambridge that i killed with shit and all the thorough ass niggaz that i hustled with throw ya joints in the air one time and bust ya shit (bucka bucka) these fake rappers can't really know i'm lovin it ya feelin it? chorus verse 3 (what) yall aint hear that nigga jay hot the kristals'll keep me wet like baywatch i keep it tight for all the nights my mama prayed i'd stop said she had dreams a sniper hit me with a fatal shot those nightmares mom those dreams that you say you got give me the chills but these mills well they make me hot, yall don't feel me enough to stop the illin right but at the same time these dimes keep me feelin tight i'm so confused ok i'm gettin weeded now i know i contradicted myself look i don't need that now its just once in a blue when there's nothin to do and the tension gets too thick for my sober mind to cut through i get to zonin me and a chick on a island and we're bonin i freed my mind, sometimes i hear my self moanin take one more toke then i leave that weed alone man, it got me goin (shit) chorus Get This Ringtone

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