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Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
How's your da how's your mother?
Tell them all that I was asking
Dano Gill and Gary Gaskin on route and we're laughing
D12 up in this bitch
Yeah I got up on your bitch
No I did not blow my muck
Cause I was full of the rick
I never blow muck on the rick
The boys do be smoking and blowing on multiple strains of the Cali while they're on the ecstasy
Back then these bitches would never write back but now bitches be desperately texting me
I'm a dog for the strange
Some things never change
I can go from ratchet yokes in an Opel Corsa to posh aul one's in a Range (ooh)
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
Is your brother still doing six grams for a one'r?
You stupid cunt
I got a blunt in the left hand drink in the right
Nobody's sending me splats
Going all day and we going all night
From the IH to the flats
And I'm here rocking out with some crew
When you're on top I swear it's some view
Who's that coming through the front door? It's the plug!
Here's what he told us to do
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit
Sniff the profit