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I be what is known as a soldier out to make a mint
Keepin the crowd pumped like I was Foljah, ask yo bitch
Mall is in the house for '92, 90 fuckin 3
Keepin the suckas stressin off my strictly stress faculty
Never needs no pot, when ya fuckin with some dope like this
I got the fools trippin, the hoes, niggaz, and the tricks
Be askin what's the aspects of a young playas game
Sufferin through playas stress, pimpin through the snow and rain
Its sleetin on ya mothafuckin sunny day
Stayin in my tub like I was told by young Mac Dre
I said in the last I'ma savage when I go up in 'em
Another fuckin hoe be bendin over for the next nigga
Love ta hit the dank, can't fuck with that tadafee
Since I'm comin viscious man these niggaz want to pop me
But I just keep the game tight you know, like a playa should
Its loaded to pump 30 rounds fool, then its all good
Its all good
I'm hearin hella mothafuckas tryin to be actin runnin at the mouth
Thinkin they can fuck with a youngster, fool I got some doubts
How you gon' step in the phatness I'm already nine-a meter Put the latex on
the mic, I've fucked so many times
Bringin the suckas home, I'm not ya average singa
Get a middle finga, I pulled the milimeta
I wouldn't want to be ya the eletric shock will see ya
Peep the little red dot den ya pop, YEAH
The rollers want to hand me at the station
They trippin like they basin, mad as fuck cause I'm poppin across the nation
I gotsta share love to Mac Dre and Young Kilo
Feds tried ta fade, but soon dere gon' be freedom
And much indo gon' be lit when I hit the spliff
Game don't stop from the Crest BIATCH!
Its all good
Its all good
Where you from man?
Who me?
Straight sewer street dwella, fly young fella
Got the pimp deckin they bitch because they know that I got hella
Game and Mall's the name man these fools don't want to fuck with me
Should I slang the D, or cut up on the are-A-P
I love the M-A-see, Patti may you rest in peace