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Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go |
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Out here get my propers, don't ya know? |
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I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all, yeah |
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And a jealous mother****er would love to see me fall |
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Like that, that |
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When we sell this load |
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We'll have twice what we started with |
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Yeah, it's that old mackin' fast |
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Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank |
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Cognac lounge beat, cognac lounge beat |
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Mother****er, cognac lounge beat |
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Mother, mother****er |
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Yeah, it's that old mackin' fast |
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Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank |
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Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant |
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Mother****er, Mr. Flamboyant |
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Yes, mother****er |
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As a youngster I never knew Nathan |
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Just an inobedient child in the neighborhood |
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You know the one the police was always chasin' |
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Straight down and dirty for my props |
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Eleven years old, extramanish, hard-headed sellin' them rocks |
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I killed an old wack mother****er, no one ever bigger than me |
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Prettiest thing I ever seen, a 1979 air fifteen |
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Clean, fully automatic and the whole killer kit |
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It's cops be walkin' up and down the street |
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Folks be pointin' they fingers sayin' "Partner gotta grip" |
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Basically what I was doin' was protectin' my people |
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My million dollar spots, it was my duty |
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Got paid to guard the whole mother****in' block |
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Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man |
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The mail I got stashed away, people will never know |
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Mr. Flamboyant |
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I came in here on business |
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I, I, I came in here on business |
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It could work out pretty good |
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It could work out pretty good |
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Yeah, pertainin' to this bein' a dog ass world and all |
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A brother need some kind of occupation to make his mail stand tall |
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Whether it's slangin' em' or whatever ya do, man |
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Just make sure you true to the game |
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Still in the game everything pretty much the same |
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Tryin' to reach a certain goal but I gotta dish that during metro |
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Alcohol and tobacco and Bureau, Feds and the DEA |
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Just to run up on me when I'm off that there grandma, yay |
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Well, what if they block and slap yo ass in the truck? |
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Partner, if this was a fifth all of us would be drunk |
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Don't even like rockin' bleach, trippin' on petty crunk shit like that |
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What did you say brother? He might be talkin' bout how it's to the back |
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Me and my pussy was comin' around the corner on these shoes |
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I mean wheels, yeah in this 76 Cutlass Oldsmobile |
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Turnin' 360's like he was an Alaskan mobile |
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Sittin' on gold ones hot flamin' didn't really know the deal |
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I say is "What's the **** wrong with you, you crazy ass mother****er" |
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On the back seat tried to mean mug me and turn me like I was a sucker |
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So slow ya lil' ass down on this side of town |
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Before you find yourself either melted or even beat down |
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Like that and that's on the goose my brother |
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Because now days a dollar comes harder than a mother****er |
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So if you out in that world don't get caught or be slippin' |
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'Cause today's society ain't trippin' |
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Ah, hay, Ah, hay, Ah, hay |
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Yeah |
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There's a fortune in this business |
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There's a, there's a fortune in this business |
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Mr. Flamboyant yeah, that just might be yo name |
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The center of attention, money, fame |
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****in' with just rain or crazed insane |
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Leader of the squad, much younger than gangs |
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See he rolls the whole unit in a big simple pipe |
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Foams stirs let it settle and then make it light |
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Lookin' like rats, real swing when his bottles mail |
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Spark off a kill, five hundred grams |
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Pertainin' to the triple beam scale |
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Solid as a rock, white, white, white A-1 peep pistol plan |
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Nothin' with scandalous ass cakin' were baking soda |
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Whether you know it or not ,here's a dog scale |
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You gotta watch ya back or playa will |
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Way to many brothers get took for large sums but me |
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You can't be frail and don't be light with ya narrow ass |
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Gain some weight, drink beer by the case, it's not too late |
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Become a savage, get smoked once what ya want to establish |
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One hitter quitters, the ho get down, run up on me now |
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Ooh E why you come at em' like that man |
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You know they can't understand that shit |
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When you doin' about a buck fifty man |
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But now put that shit goin' perspective for em' though |
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Man, check this out my side hog |
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Due to the fact that I am at liberty |
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To release such valuable information towards the public |
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Ya know what I'm sayin' |
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Every one of my last side hogs been hollerin' at me |
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Demandin' that I define the definition of Mr. Flamboyant |
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Pertainin' to me havin' inherited |
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The gift to spit so I had to like let loose |
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Like that, well ya know the shit is good listenin', man |
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But now I want you to go back |
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To the tune you was doin' earlier in that song |
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You know that lil' tune ya was doin' |
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Oh, you mean this here |
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Yeah, I'm just a hustler on the go |
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Out here get my propers don't ya know |
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I'm livin' kind of comfortable, large mail and all yeah |
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And a lot of jealous fellows would love to see me fall |
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Like that, that |
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In Vallejo, California, Mr. Flamboyant |
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In Oakland, Mr. Flamboyant |
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South Central, San Francisco Flamboyant, Frisco |
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North Richmond, Flamboyant |
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East Palliato, Sacramento |
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Stockton, Pittsburgh, Reno |
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Seattle, Washington L.A. |
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Bear with me if I slither I'm kind of twisted off Tanqueray |
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Never mind that to the East Coast we go |
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Chi-Town, Chicago the land of the snow |
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NYC New York, The Big Apple |
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Every town is down, folks be comin' up short |
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Detroit, Michigan and Philly |
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Boise, Idaho now Billings |
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Homeside State, D.C. |
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Flamboyance don't care what it be costin' in Boston |
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All around the city of Atlanta, Georgia |
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The 2 Live State, Miami, Florida |
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Ya don't wanna mess with Texas |
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Buffalo, Memphis or Kansas |
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Boyance can be found in Alabama |
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New Orleans, Louisiana |
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I just got a page from The Click |
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Dank tight, I gotta get |
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Yeah hustler, yeah hustler |
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Yeah hustler, yeah hustler |
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Yeah hustler, yeah hustler |
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Yeah hustler, hustler |
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Hustler, hustler, yeah hustler |
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Hustler, hustler, hustler |