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Slai Pick It Up

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through it Stretched up in hospital beds, fed fluid Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it

creep on a come up Niggas be tryin' run up but I bust, and they drop to their death Now they done up, gun up, hunt my blunt up Creepin' 'til sun up,

It was probably me so we go. We know what went wrong, and I know your mom is laughing, and it's your aunt's baby's daddy in Cinncinatti. Wonder why

his head, get it. Pain, on top of he felt it, fucked up himself quick shit. But that would be my crime. Every now and then a nigga feel it, gotta keep

no panties on Threw some rims on it now it got some chrome pajamas on Pull up to the club no we ain't gonna make it belly storm It's going to be a 100

it? What's in it? That's the point of the thing, not to know It's a bat, will it bend? It's a rat, will it break? Perhaps it's the head that I found

, it's f-cking raining, shit, it's lightening Bitch, its thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought

, lot of people need it Seen it all happen before Feel like I'm still hustlin' 'cause the way I'm rappin is raw You could put your jewels on it You might just see me in the lightning pick-up