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Makin' a dolla' out of 11 cents.. is not what it's bout.. Fvck the bvllshit, I'm out.. at the shop, kickin' bricks against the slouch.. Up off the couch, gettin' bread, not to amount.. The snitch can dig a ditch for this count, one year from Sunday, take that trigger and denounce.. Homie set free, no litter to be found..