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IMPALAS & HYDRAULICS
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N***a, this sh*t feel like pistols poppin' Dippin', ridin', Diddy talkin', G.O.A.T. sh*t Slidin' in the G-Wagen through Philly on some more sh*t We always kept it one hunnid, some Franklins in my coat, yeah Hopeless, REASON, talk to 'em, gangstas know they gon' walk to it, look The best rhymin' was raised to expect violence The gang and the set ridin', pull up in the 'Vette, slidin' Like d**k in some wet pu**y, don't think I'm a vet? Push me Empire building like Lucius, I'm gettin' neck from a Cookie Oh yeah, my n***as pull up slidin' with some shottas Oh yeah, old West, this Impalas and hydraulics Oh yeah, West sh*t, D**kies and Chucks tyin' Appet**e for the streets 'cause n***as is fed buyin' Flashy with the drip, stay dangerous, move silent 'Cause n***as livin' loud is soon to be dead quiet Sh*t, know my worth, give me twenty for those shows Paid a penny for my thots, don't give a penny to these hoes, n***a Okay, pull up with my riders, n***a Okay, D**kies and hydraulics, n***a Okay, in Cheetahs, throwin' dollars, n***a Okay, fitted L.A. Dodgers, n***a Okay, vatos be my partners, n***a Okay, disrespect, they slidin', n***a Okay, flag hangin' since a toddler, n***a Okay, rest in peace to 'Pac, my n***a ([?]) You know the tin house across the street from Davis? Tan khakis, Lord, save 'em, my bandana said, "F**k the neighbors" Wilmington moves, my Pendleton blue, guess I'm confusin' n***as Pull up on my opps, hop out the cuttie like I'm cool with n***as Memoirs of a Compton n***a, thought I was a samurai Choppin' up them bricks, goin' through Bompton with 'em Smith & Wesson, he brought his sponsors with him, he a monster with 'em I know what's on your mind and I'm 'bout to press your conscience with 'em Try me, we gon' pull your card and take your ID Get a bad b*t*h from I-G, have her put ketamine in your I-V B*t*h-a** n***a, I'm checkin' your purse And we gon' make sure you dead, yeah, we checkin' your hearse Come to the secretary on your birthday and step on the dirt N***as get split with the TEC disrespectin' the church Your whole hood cryin', guess they wasn't expectin' the hurt Your momma want that R-I-P merch, guess who pressin' the shirts Keep playin', n***a Okay, pull up with my riders, n***a Okay, D**kies and hydraulics, n***a Okay, in Cheetahs throwin' dollars, n***a Okay, fitted L.A. Dodgers, n***a Okay, vatos be my partners, n***a Okay, disrespect, they slidin', n***a Okay, flag hangin' since a toddler, n***a Okay, rest in peace to 'Pac, my n***a Okay
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