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Now I'm around the way, yeah you got it, that's right |
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Checking this girl named |
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Bonita, used to see her on the late night |
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I seen this kid |
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I used to hustle with |
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Yo, he don't act the same since |
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I got a name and |
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I went legit |
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He's acting kind of shiesty |
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Daddy's jealous, that's what they tell us, |
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I guess he might be |
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I'm not scrambling, but |
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I'm still making |
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G's Not off of keys, but |
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CD's and L |
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P's I got the word he's gonna try and rob me |
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He used to be my man, damn, am |
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I worried? |
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No, not hardly |
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He forgot, or he stopped believing |
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I'm the same brother on the block, pop pop for the slightest reason |
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If he want it, then it's no sweat |
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It's either kill or be killed, and |
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I'm not ready to go yet |
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Yeah, he was cool, there was no one cooler |
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But if my man try to flip, |
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I'm going out like |
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Rick the Ruler |
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He tried to get me but |
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I lucked up, yup |
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He made his move but he fucked up, yup |
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So when I see him, he's a goner |
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His cash flow gotta be low cause |
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I'm knocking down his street corner |
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Every day |
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I'm on my |
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P's and Q's |
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Since I'm clocking |
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G's I'm packing twos |
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And you know four pounds is a lot of weight |
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I got him, straight through his chest so |
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I guess that's checkmate |
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After he dropped, |
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I copped a bag of tella |
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Trow on my hood like |
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I should, |
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I'm a Goodfella |
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And that late night bitch, she turned into a snitch |
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Started running from the lip, so |
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I'm coming with a clip |
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Now she's returned to tell me "What have you learned?" |
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If you try to pull my number then you're gonna get burned |
