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Michael Joel Stafford
Michael Joel Stafford
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Cedric John Beavers
Cedric John Beavers
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Yea, City Of Pain nigga, C-O-P, but we ain't cops Ha ha ha, Ced we ain't muh fuckin cops nigga I been,coolin all my life, yea, I don't got no strife,yea Married to the money hoe, who gone throw some rice,yea You just can't get right you, must been watchin life (Martin, Eddie, yea, yea) That's what you get you niggaz is clowns you niggaz is it Hop in a Cat, I shoot a bird, I'm fina split Thinkin you slick, fuck that lil nigga, fuck that lil bih (Fuck that lil bih) You shot a brick, I send my shooter, that's my assist (Yee yee yee) You know who I am, how is you the goat hoe, I'm inside a lamb Peanut butter... But my glock don't jam Crab cakes, came a long way from eating spam Walked in this mutha fucka saucy, two bad bicthes and they naughty Police ass nigga walkie talkie, I'ma let that mack fly, Like i'm Marty (Back to the future) Im not T.I. but I bring em out,money is all that I care about Put a rolex on ya lips nigga, watch yo mouth Makin movies with ya bitch nigga, Paramount, Slugger out I been,coolin all my life, yea, I don't got no strife, yea Married to the money hoe, who gone throw some rice, yea You just can't get right you, must been watchin life (Martin, Eddie, yea, yea) That's what you get you niggaz is clowns you niggaz is it Hop in a Cat, I shoot a bird, I'm fina split Thinkin you slick, fuck that lil nigga, fuck that lil bih (Fuck that lil bih) You shot a brick, I send my shooter, that's my assist (Yee yee yee) You know who I am, I'll show you da ropes bro, TKO da man I'm lookin for a boat load, this shit came from France Argent bitch I'm hunting we just pulled up fa da bag Look, I try not to come wit no arrogance Oh no it ain't no mo play fair wit it, pogo on yo hoe while I stare at er I'm the nigga wit niggaz dats carrying beware you don't wanna be there to burry em Sleep very well while the process is carried in, this is a area Ceddy clever in Back up you really is messin wit veterans, you slackers should not make comparisons They mad cause they not on the level wit us,probably should cop em some therapy, uh You watchin but why you helpin em bra, you shoppin but never be sellin em nun You stoppin the flavor can't smell it or nun I'm proppin my feet up and tellin em sum... yea I been,coolin all my life, yea, I don't got no strife, yea Married to the money hoe, who gone throw some rice, yea You just can't get right you, must been watchin life (Martin, Eddie, yea, yea) That's what you get you niggaz is clowns you niggaz is it Hop in a Cat,I shoot a bird, I'm fina split Thinkin you slick,fuck that lil nigga, fuck that lil bih (Fuck that lil bih) You shot a brick,I send my shooter, that's my assist (Yee yee yee)
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