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THINKIN OF A DRIVE BY
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Kingpin Skinny Pimp
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Yeah, this Lil Debo 2 in the house This sh*t goes out to them prejudiced a** white folks Not the cool white folks, and don't rob the black folks I'm outta here Project Pat don't give a f**k No remorseful, it's time I'm with the quickest And if I gotta buck 'em down so now you'd be my witness I'm fillin' the hole of a w**** that the man and we pop a n***as to dirt This hooker we slayin' a body tha's layin' a pay, hey n***a you heard Where is my .9 with this gun in my hand, understand I won't make it this time I got mans, hookers savin' the d**k and the weed up my nose got mе goin' this time Pumpin' on some [?] hood jump chiefin' gotta gеt my high Scopin' out the murders mane it's time to do a dr- Killed to play, wish you were safe Mane I gotta kill you three, stiff in your blood Give it enough, dump your body in a ditch Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin', it's this .50 finna do the deal Ride in the south, dawg smokin' on some Red Clov' N***as thinkin' they cannot suck d**k and pay for said it while shot Couple did, don't try to take me down from barely your soul Quit that sh*t, I know who you'll try rollin' [up?] a [?] I wonder who I'm gon' die, will a n***a shoot me in my hood? Six n***as did ride in a blue Fleetwood Hangin' out the window with that .9 c*cked back All runnin' and duckin', I gotta reach the house so I can get my gat I reach the house, get my gun up on the shelf I'm thinking of a murder, A gangster living by his [?] I got my 9 loaded up with the guts to kill? But if you slip, I'm gonna let this nina reel I got my mask on my face so I won't get a case See dogs in the house [?] are everlasting, increasing the murder rate (yuh) I got my .9 in my hand and I'm ready to roll I'm ready to go kick you. Wanting to let me in as I kick in the door Fragile-a** n***as, killin' these in the city street Talkin' bout they f**k-ups but you know a n***a they always cheat N***a give me some, put some in my bucket, and let me pour some of that dope, so I can be the bigger man N***a you won't give me nothin' so I had to send him back I'm callin' my bro Debo now let's go and get him, man It's alright fo' I chop you dumb a** n***as down to bits D-E-U-C-E it's cause to make you dip That's the man who put a full clip one in the chain, my man Spit more lyrics than a number two pencil radiator Yeah, I got em', catch his a** wit' a clothes hanger Nuts deflate, pour his blood in a strainer I'm steppin' on toes and 96 takin' a [?] from me Busters missed our n***as again (sh*t) now I can't add our money Put a n***a up in this b*t*h and from the [jack?] you made [?] put a proud killer on [?] Look in my eye. Put-a the trap back [?] so that n***a don't look surprised Momma cryin', that guy probably planned that I'm doin' time, that's my [guy] For what? Those n***as don't give a f**k You thought we'd never duck, we keep bustin' till' we struck Yeah, this Debo number 1 in this junt, if y'all lookin' for some playas come to 3398 [?] at the Gimisum Dungeon, b*t*h
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