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I'm trying hard to pretend I'm trying hard to pretend Water in the pot doesn't mean it's ready Eight to five, five to ten I'm trying hard to pretend

lord's beat I record this war scene to the ba? the dirt like a boar's feet, I Chop and I drop on the beat with a 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 If you wanna run

ain't holla'd a day He got the top back, you know his new Z28 Holla at ya (BOY!) with the 8 of us 8 But they like my rims they just non-stop (SPREWELL

10th Street and Milly Ave. Just a few feet From the spot Where she stayed Pink mini skirt And french braids Hundred-ten pounds What she weighed 5 foot

blowin dank in my cadillac 4, 5 niggaz smokin weed in my cadillac 6, 7 niggaz blowin dank in my cadillac 8, 9 niggaz blowin weed in my cadillac 10, 11

to get the joints lit Down for the Krown here comes the King Klick 7 to the 8, 8, 9 then 10 We been doing this since way back when 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5

ya we takin over soldier A sober niggas rollin rover's Me, ke, gonz, yuk, tech 9, an phats on ya All ready wit the caulked gage, buggin out oklahoma Fuck a corona We drinkin 8

1. Black Jack Davey come a-riden' on back, A-whistlin' loud and merry. Made the woods around him ring, And he charmed the heart of a lady, Charmed the

ya we takin over soldier a sober niggas rollin Rover's me, Ke, Gonz, Yuk, Tech 9, an Phats on ya all ready wit the caulked gage, buggin out Oklahoma fuck a Corona we drinkin 8