Why should i give a ******** bout life
When life dont give a ******** about you
Till then everyone is my enemy to myself i keep it 120 true
Keep it G-sta yo
Still dont give a ******** about no dam ho
Treat a bich like my gat
Use it, throw it away, and turn my back
******** a bich in the a** and call her low class
Then i can cross her out in my what to do task
I keep it playin pimpin steady dippin in the kreepin demon bimma
Roll up a swisha sweata, still G'd up to the feet up
Cruisin by chicks get em wet and all happy
Leavin the Mic on fire with Tray loc and the ***** legacy
We always keep our strappies
Makin dames call us papi
Pocket checkin you, snatch yo girl
You cant stop me
I can drop a bich quick and grab a new ho
Like how i empty up my clip and then reload
crooked a** cops either dumb or the cant see
u aint wanna flash your light at 3 mutha ******** G'z
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