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Killa, Psycho Drama, Twista Chi-Town to Harlem, what's really good? Part 2, what happens when you combine The darkness with the light? Yeah, I am more
Forever Forever, yeah yeah Listen, I been coppin' them pieces Maybe that's part of the reason I feel like a boxer, bobbin' and weavin' But I'm gettin
Remember I'm a man of respect Remember, remember Santana was next Now it's not techs, it's checks and fancy collects I want his wrist, fist, whole had
(but i still get in trouble) killa, uh, but what, uh [verse 1] mami all on me cause i'm touchin' her belly i'm on butter pirelli's wit' purple and yellow
Killa, baby, Kayne this that 1970's heroin flow Yeah, let's speed it up, y'all hear people talking 'bout Who high, who not, I'm back in Man, they don'
And you're right, I'll be a chicken 'cuz you're a cat So I'll do like dogs do bark and get my buddy passes Blah bla blah Sayin' hello and then hung up