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[Intro:] |
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Ultimate ******* |
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It's a new day, *******, mane |
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Pretty boy, you feel me |
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Yeah man, it's your boy Lil B man |
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I'm rockin' on these *******s strong arming |
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You feel me, still gutta with it |
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Still asleep, still waking up, *******t daily man |
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In that dream... |
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[Verse 1:] |
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I punish *******, I put Glocks on *******s |
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It could be your ******* kid that feel that ******* trigger |
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I came up so fast, I got whiplash |
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Passed the game so fast and I stole the cash |
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I hit a lick so big I'm a goon again |
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Now I'mma thug ******* harder than I ever did |
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The game up and down, *******, like the stock market |
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My mixtape game, *******, it's the block market |
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I never play for money |
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I got no paper, my money in my family |
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I got judged before the ******* court of law |
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Just took a couple deals for the money scandalous |
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You know what I'm saying? You know them judges take that |
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I'm gangsta, man, you know we got that money |
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If you really connected to them bills, you feel me, [?] |
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[Verse 2:] |
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I'm ... young, and I'm in California |
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I'm a California boy with the Gucci shotgun |
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Uzi shotgun, I usually pop one |
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I put suckas underground like them indie movies |
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Any movie I'm in, this *******t's real |
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Look me in my eyes, *******, because my hustle's real |
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I pop suckas over issue |
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Like you 40, I'll take a life over my ******* issue |
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Like you 40, I love my *******s too |
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I've never been a petty thief but I sell a brick flat |
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*******'ll never speak, I use to buy |
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Fake Jordans all up in the streets |
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Now I'm that street ******* that could buy the ******* sweep |
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I beat the *******, or I beat my ... (never, *******) |
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I'm too gangsta *******, no homo ******* |
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That's for you ******* ass *******s man |
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These *******s gettin' holes, we gettin' money you feel me |
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Poppin' bottles, *******, we do whatever I do man |
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You know what I'm saying? Pick and choose the game ******* |
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Ultimate *******, ******* |
