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Young Slugga Miscellaneous Big Ballin Yo, I grip a black pistol you throw grenades I shoot missles I pull triggas for fun leavin you wit some issues roll you up like tissue and flush you down two shots to your dome put you six underground that's taller than me get madd I'll slap you wit a tip got a slugg in ya dome and a slugg in ya lip got gats in da jeep right under the seat. You want it I'll let you feel on the tip of my heat. Now taste it put a bullet in ya mouth now ya shakin this is thugg life hommie ain't no time to be fakin. While where at the studio they'll be at ya funeral rockin Harbor Point gear Thug tears what ya hear.(Niggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa) |
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