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by

Rich Homie Quan


Man these n*ggas claim piroo, and they be nethin but pus*y. Down low in the closet like they looking for pus*y. Everyday da b*tch in jail and Ian talking bout Kiesha. n*gga f*ck around and imma hit yo ass wit da regal. All my n*ggas on the corner Ian talkin bout hooker. n*ggas open up ya door an Ian talkin bout butler. n*gga keep a Katy Perry now we talkin bout hustle. b*tch dis ain't a Honda Civic, I pull up in the muscle.
put a name on it, ass so fat I
Spit some game on it. Track the pus*y down so you kno I ran a train on it. Neva been in love in till that b*tch put the brain on me. Cheated and this b*tch tried the f*ckin blame on me. Look at all the hatred when I pull up on Esha, put a bullet in yo sh*t, you tryna diss me to Esha. How to be a real n*gga you'on kno imma teach ya. Nethin but bars pus*y n*gga red you up like you nisha

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Smoking all these trees, pull me over I got little trees. b*tches at the partments brought these bars outta me. f*ck wit me, b*tch get me outta depression. Had da leave dat n*gga lone cuz I wasn't progressing. Left you on the spot, whole ass whuppin Harvey's parking lot. Every time I go to gieco, who I see? Sir eats a lot.
di*k big enough to shut all these f*ckin b*tches up, if I pull u in say say harder den it ain't big enough. How you get a whip and then tomorrow it's magic, n*ggas lyin on they life sh*t sad and it's tragic. Get shot if u ain't piroo, hollow tips we aiming at you. n*gga f*ck yo hood, f*ck yo ma, and f*ck you and the color blue. Popping gums, we popping guns stay yo ass from pettigrew, I took the A, I took the mac, and made my way thru haddock too. Fuuuuqmean I run dis sh*t they kno me in the Smq. Kno like I kno b*tch watch yo tongue I'm psycho I'll be coming boo
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