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S.K's, A.R's And Mini Fourteens I'm Cashis, The Last Of The Real, With A Strap On Pro-Sac, D's And E-Pills, It's A Rap Get The Block On Tip, Two For
time,L.A's the big league From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G" Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G. Life in L
what's my name, What's my name Ooh,ooh,ooh,whats my name O'RYAN [Verse 2 - O'Ryan] When I was younger I used to dream about this day I be standin up
choice I don?t have to be this grumpy ?Cause there?s plenty of other losers got it way worse than me It?s been a bad, bad day but who gives a s**t (Huh
s as cold as bruh Quarter mil for the show, really know what's up ... Louie duffle bag... say load it off Give it to the hotel, better know what's up
kept your reciept Get a refund cause you sure can't see me Who keeps CD's on repeat, stuck in MP3's for 3 weeks At the gates on the day I was released
no choice now, roll with a nigga If you twisted enough to picture a devil mixed With an angel that's sick Drunk inside a Range Ro that's kiss Wish I could stick Every rapper in this
on, come on, come on, come on, come on I roll with a bunch of untamed guerrillas, head bustas, and sharks Niggas that's 'bout beefin' - lettin' them K's
get Johnny Cochran to be my lawyer Ohh Sonya, hit her on the Motorola If I get locked up I ain't getting out 'til Tuesday Cause this is Saturday, and it's
Vice is small time,L.A's the big league From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G" Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see The jungle,the 30's,the V.
kept your receipt Got a refund 'cause you sure can't see me Who keeps CD's on repeat? Stuck in MP3's for 3 weeks At the gates on the day, I was released
't let the light-skin fool ya', I will f**k you up. . . . when the thugs cry This is what it sounds like [this is what it sounds like, this
S.K's, A.R's and Mini fourteens I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap On Pro-sac, D's and E-Pills, it's a rap Get the block on tip, two for
Yo even if I just cooked up, if money's comin give you it moist And don't be scared to die, I aint give you a choice Niggas'll try to kill you 'cause
Yo, word up, I'm 'bout to rep my motherfuckin' hood This is my hood, nigga It's laundry mat track, keep the loot in Iraq Iraq, see the wirly world, see
on some hose, I'm feelin' free My lipstick's on, brows penciled on I am so pretty And even though I'll never bleed, that's o.k. with me I'm more