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Get full back Spread the word like preachers (Uh) I'm stuck in more work than teachers Chicks dig my facial features Some of them are gold digging blood sucking leeches (Yeah) You better believe this How can blind man see and he ain't even Jesus? Spit that crap, [?] A big boys in the game, you're still a fetus (Ooh) You act hard but you're sweet as peaches Talking that gangster sh*t, I don't need this (I don't need this) I hit 'em with shells (Shells) And I ain't talking 'bout the ones you see on beaches Like the one that's gonna pick up the pieces That ain't my problem, let them clean it (f**k) And I'm leaving the scene, running faster than athletes when they're doing 100 metres (Jheez) That's how I get down, believe me (Believe me) Low down dirty I packed my heat 'cause she's on f**k police, I move too neatly Move stealth like Metal Gear Solid (Uh) Keep the tech nines and the Glocks [?] (And what?) Keep your food where she clips at my pocket I ain't got nicked 'cause informants saw my sniff Next thing I know I'm in court I went guilty, I didn't expect to walk "I don't wanna go", nah none of that talk I took my bird with a sprinkle of salt (Jheez) Just give me a couple magazines Some writing paper and a few CD's My TV guide to see what's on TV My canteen [?] asleep and that's greaze
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