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F F On The Bound

echoed** "You make me.." **laughter** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "Get on it" "You make me.." **laughter** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "You make me.." **laugther** "Oh yeah" **echoed** "Get on

nigga can get And I was raised with that g-code imbedded in my blood And I would rather die than tell on a nigga from my hood Or tell it on a motherfucker

do? I like to get my hustle on and make loot all day Spit game at these chicks smoke in the hallway Know how I feel about you right next to F Like to

a bad bitch in a jean skirt She gave him a mean smurk, he smiled back He remember this man that hit that shit a while back He met her, f-cked her, never

f**k it ima kill um So f**k it ima kill um So f**k it ima kill um So f**k it ima kill um (ya) {Chorus] And Ima Keep F**kin this word til ya muthaf**

murder, mu-murder shit, this Servin', servin', se-servin', servin', se-servin' bricks, we Purchase, purchase, pu-purchase and purchase, purchase whips, we Swervin', swervin', sw-swervin', swervin', on

f'real and be thinkin' of funk Like you a moth problems nigga? Let that go or get your head token off Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin' soil

on Little nigga either blast or get blast on Life's short young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get your cash on If you see death around

place where he was born and raised) For six long years I've been in trouble No pleasures here on earth I found For in this world I'm bound to ramble