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GEE$
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Gerald K Sheppard
Gerald K Sheppard
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Jrèy
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Gerald K Sheppard
Gerald K Sheppard
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30 Million to kill these niggas forever But ain't no rush, imma kill these niggas whenever Come meet me half time like the Rose Bowl band And 4 more grand will get you more dope, man Look, the chef been cooking that shit, nigga, you know it Ain't nobody else shit as potent as mine This been my dream since my grandma was driving that Ford Focus Ain't nobody else got a story like mine Back when me and my uncle was bangin' that Stillmatic We would go ball and that nigga would think he still Magic I had that fadeaway down packed with a ill swagga My main purpose on this Earth is just to kill rappers So when I look them in they eyes, I don't feel rappers All the real shit that they say, trust me, they still rappers They just actors who pretend to be trappers, I peep game Creating publicity stunts just to increase fame, Lord Fuck the frail shit, I'm bout to show niggas that I'm a monster I'm well respected like them 3 niggas from Yonkers Quick trigger like the shooters in the bay Niggas still pitchin' shit like I move this in the day, Lord 30 Million to kill these niggas forever But ain't no rush, imma kill these niggas whenever Come meet me half time like the Rose Bowl band And 4 more grand will get you more dope, man G double E dollar sign, I got the sauce like all the time Real niggas write all they rhymes Only the strong built for this, you weak niggas better get low This is for my niggas that's hustlin' to get more They label me the chosen one, I'm bout to run the game And I'm the one you get your tokens from So when that paper long, you can call me Oprah son I had a dream me, Pac and Obama was smokin' a blunt If life's a bitch, better buy that bitch whatever she want Diamonds and pearls, gold, mink, furs and pumps I talk my shit, while I burn that skunk Boss shit, how I earn my cut Dollar sign, thanks for nothin' I peep shit before it happen, I could smell ya bluffin' It's always bullshit when niggas try to sell you somethin' And watch them niggas switch up when them M's come in I got that heat rock, you better tell a friend cousin 30 Million to kill these niggas forever But ain't no rush, imma kill these niggas whenever Come meet me half time like the Rose Bowl band And 4 more grand will get you more dope, man 30 Million to kill these niggas forever But ain't no rush, imma kill these niggas whenever Come meet me half time like the Rose Bowl band And 4 more grand will get you more dope, man And 4 more grand will get you more dope, man And 4 more grand will get you more dope, man
Writer(s): Gerald Sheppard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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