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Nigga I suppose I possess no greater foes than the hoes I chose Step into the mind of gold What u find Now these hoes is froze I'm steadily rippin up chumps Off the remedy Maybe you remember me Atomic amphetamines Rip bong therapy Prepare it b AD SPGT BL an A with the CC See we Don't tempo if u a hoe up in my species Don't make a peep All up on you like headphones Fuckin takin bankrolls from a redbone Fuck with me You'll do more than just pass away We'll ship you back to New York In an ash tray (cuz we smoked you!) Ghost like goku Pole Poke and Provoke till ya throat blue Who broke you? Did the nigga leave a note Wasn't supposed to Toastin roasting repel some pellets when I approach you Both the ghost and host too Treat you nice like a host do Post in a cloak With a knife and some rope Dude hope I don't come through We those no face killas Swole brain Off dope & doja ho Can't even remember my own name But u better be givin the whole thang Cuz that's a sho thang Takin the game up out its old frames Drop off the gold chains Is what I told shorty Just because she asked if we can hold hands Ho I'm that cold mane Spaghetti with the colt And machete smokin headies Like cabbage

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from Gray faith {DELUXXXE EDITION COUNTER​-​STRIKE], released February 25, 2015

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