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Uh-huh, santana
i like that man, that bad-da-ba-ba, that's hot
i like that, yeah who are you? santana
shit is crazy man
y'all think niggaz don't cry? we do
yeah, man i gotta get my thoughts together, i be thinking a lot
light up a blunt, think of a rhyme sometimes too
but it's like yo... zone out
[juelz santana]
the time is now, my grind is here shit
my body is focused, my mind's in gear, let's start it
i'm moving at an unstoppable pace, i managed to reach the top of the race
before it started damn, cold-hearted man
rip apart your man, for that green dollar
plain reppin' my target, stay and holla
shoot and move from where ever my targets land
damn, shit, i see ghosts when i sleep
it's really, i got to wake up, just to know i was sleep
holding the heat, cold sweat all over my sheet
that's why i paint the most vividest pictures
my niggaz my bitches in the same position i live in
no oil and hot water, just boiling hot water
cooking coke, to the oil and hot water, shit
but who am i