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Blackjack

how i ride, why i ride, never really had ta try

i, i, i ... eeuuhh

nevermind that, black jack

needle to da mainline junk prepared in a head that

never came up for air

fallin apart cant get a grip

dont give a fuck if i did

way shit goes

it'll be just fine

oh, oh, oh

how to rob men blind

(cant do a thing but fold)

yeah watch that

cant do a thing ... black jack

comin from that hit me until

twenty one makes

your chips mine

black jack dont trip

you got the bill

twenty one shots to your grill

bow down or die everytime

i slap them thangs

flat black chains rattlin

shawshank the box

cant be contained

man came ta pick the lock

empty the vault

and leave no trace

sleep dont wake

hit em low and keep rollin to da beat no breaks

slow it down then accelerate

to hell its cake

like sellin weight

no middle man

made bitch mistakes

blackjack

high king, ace, to knees the place put down by g's raisin the stakes

you know whats up

straight

how the fuck is that?

blackjack

but dont forget to watch this

tounge push bankroll off my lips

who the hell are you legit

what the fuck you think man shit

blackjack

(always keep my)

no need ta count the deck

i own it

drop that

lead chin check

to your dome its on black

respect me zone or get caught back handed leather strap hit ya so hard knocked flat broke by a bloke wit dat golden contact glove hold da smoke

of most high fire bon tap tap

(cant do a thing but fold)

yeah watch that

cant do a thing ... blackjack

dont forget to watch this

tongue push bankroll

off my lips

who the hell are you legit

what the fuck you think man shit

you know whats up

straight

how the fuck is that. blackjack

blackjack dont trip you got the bill, twenty one shots to your grill

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