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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't seen what I've seen |
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I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't did what I did |
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Where you from, you gotta get how you live |
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Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga |
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Every time you see me all around street niggaz |
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I hope you got yours I keep mine |
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In the club blowing dro throwing gang signs |
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And you already know, dog |
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745 back to back me and O dog |
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These other niggaz is jokers |
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What they rein up with I spent it up all the strokers |
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In one night eight bitches sipped bottles of Cris |
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Forty grand sit back so you can glance my wrist |
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Keep bread so we carry dem toaster |
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But keep back though my earrings ferocious |
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It's not just my imagination |
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I'm the one in the topic of your conversation |
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Jack boyz say they gon rob |
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But on the real fuck niggaz, y'all don't want these problems |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't seen what I've seen |
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I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't did what I did |
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Where you from, you gotta get how you live |
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Black tees, black ones, and a fitted cap |
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The Mack 11 make me walk wit a crazy dap |
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Y'all say we country niggaz yee-haw |
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The money comin back and forth like a seesaw |
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And y'all ain't never seen what we saw |
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Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks or white rolls |
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What they got Lil Pha, they don't care 'bout shit |
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Ludacris, how they ride out twenty wit dem bricks |
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Shit, I spit it for y'all |
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On the real my niggaz shit I spit it for y'all |
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Who gives a fuck about friends? |
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If you mix the baking soda wit it you can get a Benz |
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While y'all robbing and boosting |
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I'm standing over the stove like the chef in Houston |
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And it's not about the flip mane |
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Want the real bread it's all about your whip game |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't seen what I've seen |
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I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't did what I did |
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Where you from, you gotta get how you live |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't seen what I've seen |
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I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans |
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I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches |
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You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces |
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And you ain't did what I did |
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Where you from, you gotta get how you live |
