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The Dream
i dream of havin' big money in my pocket.
women flockin' to me so tha pussy i can rock it.
i know i got tha flow.
don't need no groupie azz hoe.
i do az i do and i be az i be.
on tha fo'realla i'm a mutha fuckin' g.
so it would be in your best interest not to fuck wit me.
or ya get put to ever lastin' sleep 6 feet deep.
anywayz i got tha big house,tha fancy car,my personal helicopter.
so many fine azz chickz ya wish you could fuck her.
but ya got to have the cheese,tha whips,tha big fuckin' dolla.
if ya got that then give ya boy a holla.
i'm representin' eastside g,ville.
duval,forest green,sugar foot and sugar hill.
those be tha spots that i go to get that fire.
dat green iz tha shit so don't ever dare call me a fuckin' liar.
if you a fuckin' g then let that shit be known.
before ya come runnin' up to me ya betta ask somebody we folks iz fuckin' grown.
we packin' our gats at tha same time were packin' our bowls.
this lifestyle we live is so hard ya gotta be so damn bold.
the clothes i wear tha jewelery too.
more money more problems so much shit i gotta do.
we rule these streetz packin' heat.
out on tha grind get in our path ya bloody body hit'z cold concrete this g shit is soooo fuckin' sweet.
this wicked shit iz my fantasy my world.
i got ya money and yes you guessed it i already fucked ya girl.
this iz whut tha fuck i mean.
this iz all my mutha fuckin' dream!!!!!!!!
women flockin' to me so tha pussy i can rock it.
i know i got tha flow.
don't need no groupie azz hoe.
i do az i do and i be az i be.
on tha fo'realla i'm a mutha fuckin' g.
so it would be in your best interest not to fuck wit me.
or ya get put to ever lastin' sleep 6 feet deep.
anywayz i got tha big house,tha fancy car,my personal helicopter.
so many fine azz chickz ya wish you could fuck her.
but ya got to have the cheese,tha whips,tha big fuckin' dolla.
if ya got that then give ya boy a holla.
i'm representin' eastside g,ville.
duval,forest green,sugar foot and sugar hill.
those be tha spots that i go to get that fire.
dat green iz tha shit so don't ever dare call me a fuckin' liar.
if you a fuckin' g then let that shit be known.
before ya come runnin' up to me ya betta ask somebody we folks iz fuckin' grown.
we packin' our gats at tha same time were packin' our bowls.
this lifestyle we live is so hard ya gotta be so damn bold.
the clothes i wear tha jewelery too.
more money more problems so much shit i gotta do.
we rule these streetz packin' heat.
out on tha grind get in our path ya bloody body hit'z cold concrete this g shit is soooo fuckin' sweet.
this wicked shit iz my fantasy my world.
i got ya money and yes you guessed it i already fucked ya girl.
this iz whut tha fuck i mean.
this iz all my mutha fuckin' dream!!!!!!!!
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