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I was mobbin' through the beach, yeah the city by the sea |
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Mama tried to keep me home, but I love the ****in' streets |
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I was cookin' up a Ki, tryna serve it to the streets |
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Couple niggas had beef so I had to Chief Keef |
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I got homies from the 2, I got homies from the 3 |
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I keep everything neutral, I just wanna smoke a leaf |
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I was runnin' up a check, try me, he gon' get the TEC |
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Hear a lot of niggas talk, ain't a nigga 'press me yet |
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I'm in Houston, V Live, throwin' racks, that's a bet |
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And you ain't a real nigga if you don't rep your set |
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Push it, push it |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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Push it, push it |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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Cooking on a pot, had to scale and weigh the rock |
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Almost burned my ****in' hand, I forgot this shit was hot |
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I'm just tryna get a knot, had the shit up in my sock |
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Leave me 'lone, leave me 'lone, I could work my own block |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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All these racks I could trick on |
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I got gold digger money, gold digger money |
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Hood rich nigga gettin' money, pushin' weight |
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Everything was an 8, now it's lookin' like a plate |
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Push it, push it |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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Push it, push it |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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Push it, push it |
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Go get the money, go get the money |
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Push it, push it |
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Go get the money, go get the money |