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  • Teed ******s with braids inhale the haze
    Reminisce on days trapped inside that cage
    Poppa left nada, no father I wasn't fazed
    To replace him in the mornings waking up I wouldn't shave
    My peach fuzz got my fe buzz, ****** on citas
    Learned from baby mommas they knew more than all my teachers
    Shootin shots up at Darby
    My ****** really shootin shots, he hit a cop he wasn't sorry
    Told me thats the way of life my ****** thats just how we fight my ******
    That's just how we gotta get down
    And if you ever life yo life my ****** make sure that it's right my ******
    Make sure that yo ******s really down, then its all good
    They'll stop yo money fo you get it
    Cause johnny at yo temple like a fitted
    And Ronnie know the spots you like to kick it
    Shots through yo window twist yo body like a gymnast
    Now I'm on it, I'm on it
    And all my ******s is on it
    They shot at Dre for his Jordans
    We'll deal with that in the morning
    See some of my ******s is corny
    But them my ******s you feel me
    The crime is loyal I'm guilty
    So drop the gavel come kill me (hold up wait)
    See my uncle Sonny taught me how the white man gon be salty
    If he ever snooped and caught me
    In his daughter CD player that mean she bought me
    See that ticket that mean she saw me
    See that poster that mean she love me
    VIP yeah that mean she ****** me
    She ****** me why you mad Mr. Whiteman
    ******t, cause after all you still a white man
    You ain't living how I'm living
    The chuck ******ens of this new edition smooth as Michael Bevins, wait
    So what the ****** they gon tell me
    Huh
    What the ****** they gon tell me
    This is, The Lovestory LP
  • Teed ******s with braids inhale the haze
    Reminisce on days trapped inside that cage
    Poppa left nada, no father I wasn't fazed
    To replace him in the mornings waking up I wouldn't shave
    My peach fuzz got my fe buzz, ****** on citas
    Learned from baby mommas they knew more than all my teachers
    Shootin shots up at Darby
    My ****** really shootin shots, he hit a cop he wasn't sorry
    Told me thats the way of life my ****** thats just how we fight my ******
    That's just how we gotta get down
    And if you ever life yo life my ****** make sure that it's right my ******
    Make sure that yo ******s really down, then its all good
    They'll stop yo money fo you get it
    Cause johnny at yo temple like a fitted
    And Ronnie know the spots you like to kick it
    Shots through yo window twist yo body like a gymnast
    Now I'm on it, I'm on it
    And all my ******s is on it
    They shot at Dre for his Jordans
    We'll deal with that in the morning
    See some of my ******s is corny
    But them my ******s you feel me
    The crime is loyal I'm guilty
    So drop the gavel come kill me (hold up wait)
    See my uncle Sonny taught me how the white man gon be salty
    If he ever snooped and caught me
    In his daughter CD player that mean she bought me
    See that ticket that mean she saw me
    See that poster that mean she love me
    VIP yeah that mean she ****** me
    She ****** me why you mad Mr. Whiteman
    ******t, cause after all you still a white man
    You ain't living how I'm living
    The chuck ******ens of this new edition smooth as Michael Bevins, wait
    So what the ****** they gon tell me
    Huh
    What the ****** they gon tell me
    This is, The Lovestory LP