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Send "Latola" Ringtone to your Mobile [Verse 1] I'm meetin up with the governor 3-2 and the Hillwood Hustla Comin straight out the head though From the brain representin my ghetto Its a trip how they die young In the hood in my Cadillac flyer, thru the 'Wood Wit my homie Iatola in the Clover Pink soda mind of a noter Lean on my shoulder slang coca 20 g'z on my team Villanova Blow marijuana in the sauna While my niggas move dope on the corner V-12 motor vida loca Now your bitch trying to give me her panocha Fat sweet roller in my trocka And my girl called the cops cuz I choked her Copa Cabana thankin Santa For the keyboard that came wit the sampler Turn up the Clarion wit the stelly on She wit me cuz I am the champion [Verse 2] Its the same ol story though Nigga died cuz he fucked wit the wrong hoe Its the sign of the times man By second thank God that I'm alive man Peace to my dead g's Fell short trying to stack up they benjis In the midst and the fog Boys wanna squab All on my dick like corn on the cob You aint shit but a job for one of my killer How many niggas must die by the trigga Im a sipper ima swerver first degree murder Smoke a fried stick and get wetter than a surfer No reversing my nature 90 pounds on my pager I dont love you I dont hate you but I will misplace you In the gutter for the fuck of it Gangsta nigga chuggin shit candy on my mothership And haters they can suck a dick [Verse 3] So this what it came to yall the same crew Old friends Southeast niggas claim blue But I dont gangbang I claim no color She lost her son what if that was your mother I sit back in my '92 blue 'Lac And I support foundations like LULAC I went to Alma in second ward offa Sherman That was back when niggas jammin to Pee Wee Herman Smokin with my teacher but not the preacher I remember fuckin Liz on the bleachers 1986 wasnt making hits I was chasing chicks having bad relationships Now I fuck Asian bitches fine Haitian bitches Romanian Italian some fucking bang delicious I went from pain to rich and I remain malicious Shoot em up and leave em laying in some strange positions Send "Latola" Ringtone to your Mobile

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