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CORY GUNZ lyrics : "Drug Raps 2"

Ahm %#@!, look what the wind dropped
A group of hooligan ?
Army for .. look like a black cleans member

..for respect I was? now
Kiss somebody on the set? coming now
You're trying to plan something, cut the check

My !@$@s act like they ain't got nothing for respect
Make a !@$@, let the .. eleven off
Nothing but a fire crack, almost seven forth ?

Rapping till I die and if you're trying I set it off
Pardon my mother $#&@er G show?


I never kick?
Got the four? at a cheap sale
But I ain't get it at a cheap sale

Still? now I practice what I preach well
I'm cashing money like an immigrant
That's why my baby momma try to get a !@$@ lynched

I look at Mr. Nice down the mirror
I said I ain't get the $#&@ and I ain't seen a !@$@ since
Dirty South Bronx with a ?

For? I could put you on a doodle bag
Aha, $#&@ I got my mind from

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