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Schyeah Schyeah Schyeah Damn Sick bitch, sick kid, ooh-wee Life's crazy, scary, oh, she bad, who you see? Michael Jackson, beat it, B 17 on my jeans Had the .9 on me Don't fall for the boss If you bleed, then you raw Shake the seed, shake 'em off Got 'em in, cut him off Schyeah, why you starin'? Too many chains, yeah, like an Olympian Too many chains, yeah, like an Olympian Sick kid, uh, sick bitch Uh, really rappin', uh, I'm sick of it I got ten cars in traffic, I went Ludacris I feel it spillin' out my body, tryna do it, bitch These niggas can't stop, baby, the shoe don't fit I might go blonde my dreads, go blonde my tips I might just empty my chamber, reload the clip Really the gang, oh, yeah, known to flip Double-0-5, oh, yeah, don't set trip (schyeah) White bricks, schyeah (schyeah, schyeah) She on that co-co-co, trip, trip, uh-huh (schyeah) Pop me another pill, field trip, uh-huh Feelin' like I was born richer, uh, just like Ricky Hil', uh-huh (schyeah) Still alive just like 50, yeah, uh-huh Southside, bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh (schyeah, schyeah) Southside, bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh (schyeah, schyeah) Southside break the scale (Southside, schyeah) Southside bitch (side), come braid my hair (yeah, schyeah, schyeah) Cut yo' ass, I'll cut yo' tail (schyeah) Country nigga with a lot to tell (schyeah) Side, yeah Schyeah Schyeah
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