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How Does It

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
Asorted flavours, in they
Inspire young minds, stacked by
With the right of a patho
Running the water with bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot when it's my glock hold
stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties wanna fuck
Both and plus, they hoop it up
Got more hits in his zip, who enough
I can go back in time, you be Judge
With my men and ?? I know you Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your
But 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I to live with Tito
But he clowned me and me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up like a fresh elle jar
we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My nigga close eyes,
picture you're self just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll surely
Just promised by the man that controls the
you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, just me how you feel
...How you dawg?

We picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, get this cake right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you flight
...My how does it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm part Howard Hues, horny, part holy
trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my staff a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the that I've been biten
But a be the chocolate where critics are written
He insane where his music admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should who's in insanity chair
Now it about what I want
Still thumbing my life like a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about didgits
one thing to say that you live it
It's another for you to admit it
But I admit I got all paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll me happy buy yourself a Sattle
Unlike my sister when she lost her papa
I there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a simple between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and care what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD a pit full of Martians
I guess you say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with and figure
The cash and whippers
The mag ripper
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...