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Verse 1 |
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In these times we gotta hustle cuz our pockets be hurt |
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Lil ******s wanna get fronted from who got work |
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Is she ready for that, you wanna wash the bus |
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Let a ****** know where they at so aint no stoppin' us |
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If you handle yo business right i'ma promote yo ass |
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You ******* out and try to kite i'ma come smoke yo ass |
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The *******t that i'm givin' you they tryin' blood ta get |
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The vicks be runnin' through because they love the *******t |
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So don't come with that no one bout it *******t was cool |
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******s tried ta rob me nobody was comin' through |
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Snitches i can't have that |
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******* i can't have that |
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Riches you can have that |
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Just bring me my cash back |
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Look its all gravy with me go head and *******ne |
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Thats how you play it with me ya big time |
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All i want is the gs |
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With a trunk full of keys |
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A benz on 20s |
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You got something you can lend me |
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*******t ****** i aint doing nothin' for me for free |
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Can't put no trust in you ******s cuz yall be tryin' ta run g |
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Cuz i don't like dreamin' bout makin' no cheese |
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Wanna see my mutha******' bank account o.d.ed [(over dosed)] |
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(chorus) 2x |
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Until then i'ma be thuggin' behind a project buildin' |
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Smokin' that fire be with the ghetto children |
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Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million lawd lawd) |
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Verse 2 |
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Now i'm on some *******t again |
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Leave a ****** stranded like gilligan |
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Hundreds i'm considerin' |
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Lex it for a millian |
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Catch it ****** i'm killin'em |
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They spot but i aint feelin'em |
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My jacket off appearin them |
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Some a say its numerary |
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Parntnas in for sipperin' |
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Juvenile is different |
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Look at what i did to them |
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******s wearin' reeboks instead of nikes and timbalands |
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******* ******s i be tippin'em |
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My mac 9 it be flippin'em |
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Some of these ******s is tryin ta run g |
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So i be gippin'em |
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They would do the same to me |
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******s aint no family |
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*******t is all a game to me |
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But nobody gone handle me |
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400 degreez |
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Tottin' guns runnin' with me |
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No wonder we need |
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Mo money one could receive |
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****** wanna deal with this christ |
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I'ma put it open in his life |
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Never should i ****** with me right |
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Why you keep duckin' me shy |
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I'ma knock ya head off |
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****** tryin' ta get to ya ****** tryin' ta play it off |
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You made the beef ****** so why is you scared |
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If you mind yo ******' business then yo life would be spared |
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I can't see it |
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****** try ta make me out a ******* i can't be it |
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I had a mutha******' problem with ******s like freed me |
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You probably can save yall self but you can't save yall neighbors |
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Um, and now i got cha spinnin' on round like a baseball playa |
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Put on this the table i'ma hit'em a nine |
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Foolish i had ta tame ta keep these ******s in line |
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Look cuz i don't like dreamin' about makin' no cheese |
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Wanna see my mutha****** bank account oded [(over dosed]) |
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(chorus) 2x |
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Ask them ******s bout me |
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Bet them ******* know me |
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Magnolia head buster out that wild t.c. |
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I'ma young ****** |
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Look at what ya done ****** |
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You done made me mad |
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Now i'm goin' get my gun ****** |
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Betta watch cha tongue ****** |
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Cuz i'm gettin' dumb ****** |
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Killed one ****** |
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Represent where i'm from ****** |
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See thangs don't cha never do ****** with a man his change or his mamma |
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You do that you won't drama |
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****** with a big tyma, fo sho you gone see |
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I'm out cha which one of you boys want me |
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I'ma keep it real with ya |
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Ya say you the man, i know i'm the man and i'm ready ta deal with cha |
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I'm prepared for the toe taggin' |
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Keep my reeboks strapped tight with my gibauds saggin' |
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Now, i done rocked a couple of gs and done flipped that two times |
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I know i'm in a problem and they gonna persuit mine |
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I got bills ta pay i can't be playin' with you jokers |
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These youngsters somethin' else now ya bout ta get promoka |
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You can't understand how a ****** my age |
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Can hit the streets psyhced up bustin' with the twelve gage |
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But i don't like ta dream about makin' no cheese |
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In the future wanna see my ******' pockets oded [(over dosed)] |
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(chorus) 1x |
