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SHAMANDUB

whatever

Barley2

go follow jarren real west coast shit @jarrenc

LYRICS:

they call me mister mystery
product of this misery
mackin on a bieutch
playa perfectin this pimpery
my pocket fulla stones
Travel the stars like I was meant to be
trapped up on this planet
trynna manage
Gotta keep the piece

tucked on my side
45 
this life aint shit to me
you gon have to kill a g
them fists can't get rid uh me

i hop up in my space ship
no there aint no space bitch
blowin smoke 
at the speed of light
watch me lane switch

I keeps an eye on my money
other eye up on my beiutch

never trustin a soul
my mind stronger than ya grip

gon and empty ya clip
ya just be doin me a favor

the sin on my lips
got her on her worst behavior

Every flava of BIEUTCH
Steady blowin up my pager 

Sayin 911 
Doms ain't the type to try and save em

Chunkin dubs
Out the roof
Born and raised up in the west 
Can't you tell from the vapors 
That be creepin from my chest 

its S.I.C till I rest
Doomset slittin necks 
In g-bodies 
Coutin Hunnids
& Poppin screw in the deck

tapes hiding the glock
and cash stashed in the dash
case them foos try and run up
just free they soul
and mash the gas

ya legs separated
from ya hips
ya can’t walk

outlined up in chalk
body bag up in the trunk

Ain't no tags on em  toes
another victim to this ahnk

i can tell ya trynna fake the phonk

them playaz from the third coast(west side)
slamming caddy do’s

hit the southside
cop a liter 
po the foe

Watch them pimps drop tops
3 wheelin down the coast

rollin 84s (triple golds)
Choppin blades on vogues

Got One countin scrilla
Other stuffing optimo’s

Feel like sun ra 
Cosmic black sixty fo

got akoza right beside me
in the slab swangin slow

hitting switches 
while i smoke

whatever

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