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Deaf Dealer

my face Eyes burning up like her words was mace I don't even hear what she was trying to say Song playing in my head, irreplaceable To the lies im deaf

What's the deal son? Herm Fiasco It's the world famous AZ Show For the world (AZ Show) [AZ] No doubt, time to mellow out Party at the yellow house, yell

Yeah, yeah, gal just waan me get close And she want me deal with her case Late at night when it lonely She say she waan feel my embrace Gal say she want

you take On every corner there's a crack vial Pushers, dealers, crack heads are buying Now the dealer's in jail, all the crack heads are dying My man

the simplest shit complex, The baby face got the planet fooled, Books get judged by the covers worldwide, coincide with the illest, The real is just fictional dreams, No time to deal

because, just because I'm 'bout to go out of my mind I'm gonna find me some kind of good woman Even if she's dumb, deaf, crippled or blind Play your

at the light on a bitch like BAM n from the side view she still kno who i am a smokin nigga and bobbin my head to my jam im prolly on that deaf im prolly

He threw up a sign, I put away my nine Fool, 'cuz I'm color blind Killa Cali, the state where they kill Over colors, 'cuz brothas don't know the deal

one Di docta and lady saw inna combination Beenie Man: Oh lady saw yu raw yu raw yu raw Lady Saw: Mi man, nuff gal a ask mi what u dealing