slap, fear, thick Red, red, red, red Red, red, please Harder, faster, wetter Bastard You whore, you cannibal More, you animal Fluid, no fluid no contact yes No contact
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re fine, but you're flat broke So hit the dank, suck my dick, and just choke I'll bust a nut in your contact lens Talk shit in your face cause you don
public enemy, different identity A chameleon towards civiliance Warfare political government affairs A madman who declares a share A piece of the action, a percent, yo, you gotta pay rent
Open, still kept my feelings tight-lipped Trippin', all game was slippin' Off the hyped bit, always been the tight bitch Keep these cats in line, pay that rent
run racket Man a run scheme Man a run race Man a run down Benz Can't trust a she nor we nor eye Inna contact lense Man a run from police And a run down
s so cold that MC's catch pneumonia I'm airborne, from L.A. to Barcelona I rock heads from Pomona out the Bronx Drop the sure needle contact, now watch
Mane:] Take flight on a hoe, ride a kite on a bitch Lear jet Gucci, when I ride on 6's Gotta sit high, like my ride on switches Rent it out the ass dudes
starvin and quite thirst Meanin what, meanin that I'm a do whatever it take to make sure they play my shit first On the Billboard and last on the countdown, like contact
racket Man a run scheme Man a run race Man a run down Benz Can't trust a she nor we nor eye Inna contact lense Man a run from police And a run down wealth
this focus of weed and clips and glocks gettin cocked, and wax not bein flipped It's the same old same old just strain it from the anal The contact, is
of what appears to be the human being, First of all I choose the great roles, And if none of these come, I choose the ones that pay the rent, It was
like a thousand volts The homies catchin cases,robberies and assaults It ain't my fault that my shit might hit like that Listen in,get elevated off the verbal contact
it seems that negative dies Yo, we was at the dice game makin' these cats look silly Flamin', steady, runnin' off at the Willie I had my cash mixed, my rent
restaurant you need cash that game is dead I pull your wig off, you step back, you have a tantrum I hold your rent money, contacts I hold for ransom
racket Man a run scheme Man a run race Man a run down Benz Can't trust a she nor we nor eye Inna contact lense Man a run from police And a run
have a nice day 'Cause what I got to say even if they were rude And gave me attitude it's a shame what I have to do to get rent and food I work hard