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I got counterfeit money

Two grams o' blow

Tree dolla fiddy-

Now go, nig, go.

But don't you...kneel on my fat black neck

You can do anything but lay offa my fat black neck

Well, you can knock me down

Spray me with Mace

Til ah cain't breev

Or feel my face

Do anything....what the heck, but uh-uh,

Honky, lay offa my neck

Don't you....kneel on my fat black neck

You can do anything but lay offa my fat black neck

Niggaz burn my house

Steal my car

Drink my liquor

From an old fruitjar.

Wreck anything that you wanna wreck, but uh-uh,

Honky, lay off offa my neck

I got counterfeit money Two grams o' blow Tree dolla fiddy- Now go, nig, go. But don't you...kneel on my fat black neck You can do anything but lay offa my fat black neck ==== Well, you can knock me down Spray me with Mace Til ah cain't breev Or feel my face Do anything....what the heck, but uh-uh, Honky, lay offa my neck ==== Don't you....kneel on my fat black neck You can do anything but lay offa my fat black neck ==== Niggaz burn my house Steal my car Drink my liquor From an old fruitjar. Wreck anything that you wanna wreck, but uh-uh, Honky, lay off offa my neck @ButtToucha9000

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This is solid gold. Lemme try

BLUE DUDE

You saw me sitting alone

With fentanyl in my mouth

Without a car of my own

Blue dude

You knew just what I was there for

You heard me saying a prayer for

Some head from that tranny crack whore

And then suddenly you appeared before me

The ones who would me in their arms hold

I heard someone whisper "stop resisting"

And then I choked and my body turned cold

BLUE DUDE

NOW IM NO LONGER ALIVE

Without a breathe in my chest

Without a gun on my side

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I am simply ill with emotion...what is the original song?