Mo' Thug
It's all Mo Thug. It's all Mo, Mo Thug. Flesh: Oh well, if you snooze, you lose. Ya stop prayin' to (?), and fetch Ya, shoot it and catch your shit, back, stay packin' a gat in Your lap always. If you (...?...) strap, now how about that? And Stack, went to go tappin', nigga pap him, fuckin' with one of My own. No, no, wrong, and he facin' my chrome. Left, (...?...), Double nine execution, we mo' murder, stupid tricky bitch, (?) test me, we don't play when the game it (...?...). Little Lay ran To the stash, don't push the (?). Gotta problem? Then handle It. Eazy is where we came with a blessing and a masterplan. Niggas
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