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We can have sex, chill out, smoke a sack

Try to understand that yo new man wack, he a sad

Make you drip drip down from a bad

She can take dick like she fat

You've been riding 'round on flats

I can tell by the way you write yo raps

Snakes don't come around facts

They trapped to the lies and the racks

If you keep it real, I keep it real back

I keep it real back so she on my back

Drinking that yack, smoking a sack, ooh

I put yo town in the map, gimme some that