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lyrics
since the days he was young, he was running round pointing a gun,
taking your money that’s a past time for dun,
ain’t no trick or treat it’s click or clack trying to git a stack,
of whatever’s up in your pockets and you’d never get it back,
slinging that crack is nothing that’s a side pot for dunny,
he’d blast five shots at your knot for money,
it’s hardly ‘bout the cash he’d almost do it for the thrill of it,
he likes the look on your face and once he even killed a kid,
illiterate, the only math he knows is through a chiseled brick,
breaking up g packs of crack is just some little shit,
it’s all about the get down or lay down cousin and remember
this kid smiles while he’s busting your muffin, you better,
play your cards right, if you bluffing,
cause if there’s turkeys round he makes stuffing,
puffing and buzzing off what he pushin,
he barely knows his own name,
you do crazy things when you high on cocaine
Lost, lost lost control of my mind,
flip flip flip flip the safety off the nine
Lost, lost lost control of my mind,
flip flip flip flip the safety off the nine
Lost, lost lost control of my mind,
flip flip flip flip the safety off the nine
Lost, lost lost control of my mind,
flip flip flip flip the safety off the nine