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If i ever run out; ima rob the dope dealah
Burn thru these trees like G's on 4 wheelahs
All about my trees like keys to coke dealahs
Hit the westcoast and fleed to Coachella
Cadillac on my back the Ville is Corella
Woooh.....
Thats Corella Deville
A hundred and one of us crackas with the hand on the wheel
Gun in yo Grill,
Cuz we don't give a ♥♥♥♥ how you feel
Murder all you whack rappers
I'm just bein foreal
I don't need a co-sign
I'm just sit on this deal
Jesus peace for these ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Who lack in the field
Blacka blacka better back up
Before i slap you foreal
If i was blackah and with this crackin need this rap for a deal
Seen the color of eachother made the fans and them feel
Well ♥♥♥♥ that its time to bust back don't tell me to chill