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Faint The Getting Giving The Lock

You don't blame who you have You just take who you steal But nobody told him that "It's up to you deciding You're getting the lock Or giving it"

You don't blame who you have You just take who you steal But nobody told him that "It's up to you deciding You're getting the lock Or giving it"

they bury me and drop me quick, I'm getting sick Thinkin bout my so called enemies, til I explode Grab the motherfucking 45, it's lock and load And all

blow) They got weed, and it's already rolled (ready rolled) Quick babies in that doe (that doe) Now I'm so fuckin buzzed bout to faint (bout to faint

I still ain't pop And I come so real, bitch, you can't stop My motherfucking track record, you can faint and drop And I wouldn't give a fuck cause I'm