Hey yo' I'm focused, it's the locust
O. Trice is holdin'
Obie
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she
A lot of motherfuckers man
Lou Green, Shyne Stringer, Keith Stringer
Lawon,
Don't come down, things will always work out now
Don't come
Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven an nigga enter
Big lips, popped out placenta
Mam
Woo!
Damn
There's a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy
I'm
Babe uh, yeah
Girl, you my only one though aight, haha
You
[Obie Trice]
Can we re- can we re-enact Biggie's song?
C-can you
{I know that ain't my homie over there
Keep sendin' pages
Every man determined his definition of realness
What's real to him
Everybody
Yes, I understand, I done came a long way
From huggin'
Yeah! Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
I came in the
Nah, we ain't done
I love being hated, it's great it
Let's
Yeah
Yo, let's bring it
What you gonna do when shit hits
Ha This is DJ Seven Duece
Fresh up out your momma's
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