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[k-roc]
K-roc and pookie bout gon and drop it crooked like we really can
Flossin in this bitch and go get funky bout my dividends
See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha ends
Flossin through dallas, texas in tha new 2000 benz
Wit some hen, and a fat sack of indo, my head is in tha sky
I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I don't neva choke
Cause I been blowin almost everyday, why you askin why?
In junior high, boy I been chiffin hay
Now I'm gettin paid and like to blow mo than I used to blow
I like em burnin slow, so now I'm off to get some optimos
Nigga, you didn't know, jus how we doin, got yo auntie, she pursuin
Yo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal I been screwin
But I'm movin on cause I can't let my paper stop
And she don't want me gon, pookie say they rollin dice blocks from mine
Like 2pac on hennessey, until I pass out
Blowin on some green, I can't be seen, up in that glass house, playa
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Bounce, a southern made playa make tha crowd jus, bounce
And can't nobody do it like we do it in tha south
Got everybody talkin cause they know if it's clown
Your preferably a rival when tha crooks hit yo town
[mr. pookie]
Tired of facin' drama ya'll, watch this playa rip it
Wishin life was like a soccer ball, all my fools can kick it
Wassup wit it, k-roc gon and get tha switches from tha track
Southern made, grab tha blade, and split that bitch on down tha back
My reaction to tha weed is a calm cool state
Like a missile on tha way, I jus can't wait to detonate
In tha days of tha hemingway, rollin lovely blunts
Who's to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it krunk
Bout to dump, on this niggaz wit tha m1 cock
Quick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on top
Bodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol texan, from tha crook
North dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them bustas shook
Peep and look, I stay creased, wit k-swiss up on my feet
Smokin blacks when it ain't no weed, hit this blunt, oh yes indeed