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40 ounces &
Chronic Dice
[Mr.Doctor]
Finally the sun
went down in the hood & I was buded.
Dice game &
fat saccs of indo. serve us with high times & made it, Rainy dayz blew me away so now
I drink the 4 everday. Matter of fact there was a murder present. 186 point duce that was
rideing with 187. (40 onces & Chronic Dice)
yeah I stay
high mutha fucca.
[Brotha Lynch
Hung]
On my breif
case is some crumbled weed,Bucc shot shellls from a dead body. Got a whole bunch of 40's
& a couple of ho's. A 95 fifty sitting tru's & vougez. Plus I had a 9 in my glove
compartment. Cuz everywhere I go niggas love to start shit. 5 pund chronic dice in the
mix,15 tephlons in my clip.
I herd about
allot of sicc shi in the blocc so I stay loc'ed 2 da brain & remain incotnito wit' mah
20 sac of the bomb money bacc garenteed if you hit that shit & don't wanna kill your
mom. Got the clip glocc the Chevy Impala that don't stop the glock no you can't stop the
Doc from the gang bang nigga so up go's your trigger staying high off this sess oh man
& my niggas say....
[Mr.Doctor]
Finally the sun
went down in the hood & I was buded.
Dice game &
fat saccs of indo. Serven with high times & maby, Rainy dayz blew me away so now I
drink the 4 everday. Matter of fact there was a murder present. 186 point duce that was
rideing with 187. (40 onces & Chronic Dice)
Stay high, I
stay high mutha fucca.
[Foe Loco]
So fucc yah ??
driping off your for head & down your cheeks. You in the ?? blue cuz I droped 7 by
your feet & your broke my poccets are known foe locco all day cuz the East Side slangs
'em in effective ways. And amazing thangs is the gang bang I come up a crap game for some
more drank & dank & hit's the thang where my frozen Ide's is. Twist of the cap
where my liquid suiside is. Frost bitin from that crooked I im lookin through. We get sicc
Foe Locco the East Side rideing on you. He comeing at me wrong damn we between them
sheets? Is suiside on your mind must I leave you on these streets? Raze up off me but
really just relize the strength. I had him reading eating the serial number off this
thing.Peep the slug from the reafer let the barrle meet your mean mug in the center of the
street & the reaper then.
[Mr.Doctor]
Finally the sun
went down in the hood & I was buded.
Dice game &
fat saccs of indo. Serven with high times & maby, Rainy dayz blew me away so now I
drink the 4 everday. Matter of fact there was a murder present. 186 point duce that was
rideing with 187. (40 onces & Chronic Dice)
Yeah I stay
high mutha fucca.
Yeah &
special shot go's out to all the playas on South Side.....
It's Garden
Blocc thang nigga. Stay ripin & you know what I'm saying & everythang..
Muthfuccin
homies on East Side Foe Loco Bugsy, Lil Sky & shit nigga....Ya'll muthafuccas handle
that gangsta shit.... And I'm out for the DUCE 9 GARDEN BLOCC SOUTH SIDE
high till I
die......
Oh yeah! Fucc
your ass snitch! you know who I'm talking to bitch. Fucc your ass nigga. Some brand new
news a nigga picced up on. You never know who you can trust.Sometimes you can't even trust
your big homie & I'm out.
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