200 Years (Interlude)

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Valet park that Ghost, I be doin' the most

I just pulled up ten foreigns in a row, eeny, miny, moe

I just threw like ten racks on a ho

I threw like twenty thousand the day before, yeah (Yeah)

**** you ****** shootin’ at a ghost, you ain't hit a soul

I know all my dawgs, they all go and they don't miss a foe

Thinkin’ 'bout should I let 'em go, I put 'em in that scope

Boy, you better go and slide for big bro and you better not choke

Remember days I was broke, valet park that Ghost

Ain't no umbrellas in the doors, we got too many poles

We got automatics, we on go, we want plenty smoke

I could smoke a whole pound and still gon' want plenty smoke

And Lord, I hate they kill one of my ******

Lord, I hate my ***** doin' some years behind these ****** (Huh)

And some tellin' me not to, but I still wanna go get ’em

And even if we drop two, we still tryna get triple

And for my dawg I’m doin' two hundred years

Or a hundred years, I pray that God forgive me

For my dawg I’d do a hundred years

Or two hundred years, I pray that God forgive me

For them dudes in the street every night

Told me I was gonna get rich, he ain't never lied

I told you I would never sell my soul, I ain't never tried

A ***** done killed my dawg, now the tears all in my eye

For my dawg