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    No...This is my last--how much time we got?
    Sometimes when I say something about drugs real loud you seem--haha,
    like last time it was heroin and methadone, every time I said that--hahaha

    In my Hummer with a tiger, chrome on the wiper
    Fired My Receptionist cause she a slow typer
    Candy green Viper with the white striper
    Choppin down Scott, slicer and dicer
    Keep my wrist iced up just like my white cup
    Ass on the tight buck bought Pop a nice truck
    Bang, Spice I round my neck a phyton
    Pack a four pound, ''do you wanna die'' gun
    Puff like a dragon, slab cdillc Broughm
    Stack cash in the back of a Crack home
    Wrec'em till da outro,show em' how the south go
    Hoes on the down low, feed my dog Alpo
    No Blues or red that's leaving fools dead
    Bang gray tapes and listen to what Screw Said
    Tre to the Clarke, back to the South Park
    Have you ever seen a nigga jus freak a Skylark?

    [Chorus]
    Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues, fa sho mayne, we gon'
    Crawl, crawl, crawlin on them vogues fa sho mayne,

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    I was a neighborhood drug dealer
    Hillwood High life fuckin blood spilla
    In it for the money and not much else
    Picked up a pen and I struck wealth
    I was travelin to different cities, differeent hoods
    Sometimes in Arenas, Sometimes in the woods
    Met a lot of fans that I never knew had
    I get lil gifts and I give 'em to dad
    He puts'em in a room with all my old trophies
    Things he looks at cause he ain't got no stories
    Of me growin up as a kid on Corl Street
    He left to the store and now were four deep
    Came back ten years later
    Mom there's a man outside, is he a neighbor?
    He said he lived in our house a long time ago
    That's your dad, son, I guess he's back from Stop N Go

    [Chorus]
    Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues, fa sho mayne, we gon'
    Crawl, crawl, crawlin on them vogues fa sho mayne,

    Change out the couches, doesn't buy ounces
    So I had to open up seven Dope Houses
    Cadillac Bounces, started makin thousands
    Draped up in 3 thousands outfits
    Everybody happy, laws tryin to trap me
    Pissed cause I quit and started comin up rapping
    Higher than some scaffolding,sipping, laughing
    Stayin on my toes like them hoes that be tapping
    I'm a gambler, neighborhood camper
    In my jag trippin out on Zoolander
    Play fastball but I move kinda slow
    With some lil freaks , y'all must be from Idaho
    I think im from Ohio, cause im kinda high yo
    I'm a role model but I ain't gon' lie though
    Killin brain cells really isn't cool
    That's why I'm gon' quit in 2052l.

    Yep...that's me...blowin weed with my grandpa watchin uhh...yo

    [Chorus]
    Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues, fa sho mayne, we gon'
    Crawl, crawl, crawlin on them vogues fa sho mayne,

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