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Iatola lyrics
Im meatin up wihe governa, 3 2 andthe Hillwood husla
im comin sraight out the head though,
from the brain representin my ghetto,
its a trip how they die young in the hood with my cadillac flya
through the wood with my homie Iatola, in the clova
pink soda, mind of a nota
lean on my shoulda, slang coca, 20 G's on ma team with the nova
blow mariajuana, in the zona, where ma niggas move dope on the corna
V12 motor, vida loca, now your bitch tryin to gimme her panocha
fast sweet rolla, in my troca,
and the ma girl called the cops cause i chocked her
go fuck a banna, naked santa,
for the key bore the came for the sampler
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- Track 10 on The Last Chair Violinist Disc 2
- 9 High Everyday
- 11 Dope Game
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