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Cassidy
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Body Bags
I got my hand on my damn cock
And i coped a gun so big it could probubly kill handcock
I aint a rat, me talkin to the damn cops
Is like lewis Fericon eatin hamhocks
Imma gorilla but im slicker than a damn fox
Been cool since pre-school playin in the sand box
Imma hustla i used to hand tha gram na'
I can stand on the corner sellin gram after gram ha'
And no im not from japan ha'
It just look like its asian in me
cuz i keep the hasian in me
I been in jail, I got a couple 100 dayz ^ n me
But i still keep the ak and the razor wit me
I ball hard so other ballers is afraid to stick me
Cuz if i get fouled ill probubly shoot the teck
And you can be the next nigga ill shoot to def
I wild-out, But if i foul out ill shoot the ref
Im happy when im in the coupe' but the roof depressed
Cuz i always put them down the trunk is where i put them now
I got doe, ever since 0 put a pound in my hand
I been the man, you should put the crown on my dome
Im on the phone havin conference callz
wit millionare 'yeah' looked what i accomplished ya'll
And i aint tryna take a life i got a contience ya'll
Plus the cops send you ^ north like the compass ya'll
I was 17 living out in yanker ya'll
Signed to RuffRiders wit a flow that was bonkers ya'll
I can even lie, you can BMY, you can ask swiss too, SB and kiss too
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You can ask DMX, the female Pitt 2
and they'll let you know all the battles i had to get threw
You can ask dragon sheek about how i had to eat
Thousands of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the streets
But aint no money in battlin'
And i had to eat
I can spit reckless but i had to make a hit record
And now i make hit record after hit record
And i make chicks get naked like this check it
I juss lick my lips on some LL shit
And make em' laugh on some david chappelle shit
And they be on some lets go to the hotel shit
And i give em' hard dick on some just got out of jail shit
The innocent man, been in the Can
And i neva made a statement never been on the stand
And its all about the benjamins man... real talk
And you dude cant walk in my timbalands man
And m y sneeks dont fit you
the streets dont fuck wit you
And i sip champain
And i throw back shots
And smoke pot the color of a Apple Jacks box
I rap but i sold crack rocks
And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the honey smacks box
YOU DIGG EM'...BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!
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