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I used to press my |
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Dickies with |
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Stay FloSold pieces for my reli, |
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Chasin peso |
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Now they want me with nothin cause |
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I let my pay show |
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So I hop inside of my |
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Mercedes and let the bass go... |
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On you hatin ass niggaz |
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I deserve everything |
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I get, A creatin cash getter |
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I aint puttin the 2 on the 10 |
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I'm makin vast figures |
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You fags bitter, mad |
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Wanna be fakin class with us |
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How they thinkin they gonna come and conquer us? |
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Little Mini |
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Cooper hatin on a monster truck |
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Ponder such, |
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I'll have you up in yonder, stuck |
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Not a nare nutta brotha stutter that conjure a... |
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Nothin, Nathin, |
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The Ruger's penetration |
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Inside of ya head is what's soundin like it's bassin |
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Boom, Bing, |
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BangAll you haters in the game, |
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Strange lane takin aim |
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Aint a damn thang sane, |
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I get it in |
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Want some drama? |
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Well I can fit it in |
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We can make it so you're no longer a citizen |
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Suction from beneath you |
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We just a little dust'n |
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All because |
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I'm bringin the bucks in[Chorus] |
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They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) |
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But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) |
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So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh) |
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They come to get me, |
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I'm bustin (Uh huh) |
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They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) |
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But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) |
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So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh) |
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They come to get me, |
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I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)[Big Scoob] |
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On the block it was hot to not to run from the cops |
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I used to cop and used to chop |
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And dump my rocks at |
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Ms. Scott's |
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And on the late night at |
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Ms. White's |
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I'm ****in with |
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Will, We used to play fight |
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Then one night, |
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We came up with |
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VillYoung thugs dump drugs |
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Nigga hungry for meals |
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Young thugs jumped blood |
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Nigga itchin for kills |
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Shit was real in the field, man |
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This shit was too real |
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Lost my homies to this shit, man |
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This shit is for real |
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But nigga, |
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Nowadays the streets |
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They go hard on the hustla |
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All these pussy niggaz lackin |
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So us real niggaz suffer |
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Not plentiful for me no more |
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It's hoes in the game |
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Since I smell when paper foldin, man |
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I rollin with |
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StrangePour some whiskey, |
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Party with me |
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Tell the Feds if they miss me |
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They aint comin for me now |
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Then nigga, |
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Bet they don't get me |
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So all you mutha****in sucka niggaz wishin me gone |
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Big homie, |
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Strange Music |
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Resurrection, |
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I'm home[Chorus] |
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They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) |
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But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) |
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So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh) |
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They come to get me, |
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I'm bustin (Uh huh) |
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They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) |
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But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) |
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So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh) |
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They come to get me, |
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I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)[Messy Marv] |
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All I do is sell dope and nigga talk bricks |
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Talk with bananas and talk clips |
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Ride around and smoke kush with the yurner on me |
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Drink them champagne bottles with the flower on 'em |
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All that talkin loud will get a nigga a hit |
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You see them cherry red chucks? |
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Yeah, I'm with the shit |
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Anyway I bounce out, man |
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I hit 'em up and |
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I'll lock up with you |
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We could get 'em up |
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I still wear a gold grill, 10 across the bottom |
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They call me 19-5 cause a nigga got 'em |
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Click-Clack, nigga |
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Yanka get yanked on |
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There's been alotta hatin, nigga |
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Since I came home |
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Anything a nigga do, homie |
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It's Federal and come with football numbers in the level 4 |
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They wanna bee a nigga dead, man |
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But nathin, |
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Tech **** them mutha****az |
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They could keep hatin[Chorus] |
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They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) |
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But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) |
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So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh) |
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They come to get me, |
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I'm bustin (Uh huh) |
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They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) |
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But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) |
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So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh) |
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They come to get me, |
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I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh) |
