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I'm sick and tired of these same old broke bitches |
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No job, all they wanna do is smoke swishes |
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Get some money, hoe, why you wanna watch mine? |
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Ain't no tellin' what |
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I'm gon' be drivin' next time |
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Seven figure nigga, we don't 'bout it buy no more |
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Pull up the paper work, tell the owner he can go |
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Walk like a pimp, bitch, talk like a soldier |
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I got New |
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York niggas candy paintin' up they |
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RoversIt say 200 but it go a little over |
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Not the Corvette, the |
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Ferrari Testarossa |
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We can bet on any point on the dice |
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Pick 'em up, shake 'em twice, get 'em, girl, look, |
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I'm niceI'm so clean with my |
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G-Unit kicks on |
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I might be goin' in when |
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Pimp C get home |
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If you don't like me, say it to my face |
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Just because |
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I caught a case don't mean you can't be erased |
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It must be the ice or the money that |
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I makeThey talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face |
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Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah |
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They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah |
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It gotta be these cars or the trips that |
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I takeThat make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face, bitch? |
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Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah |
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They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face |
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See now, you can go anywhere 'cross the |
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U.S.From north to the south, east, mid to the west |
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Walk up in the hardest hood, ask a nigga 'bout me |
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Bet they tell ya |
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Bun B is straight motherfuckin' |
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GA gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted |
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Trillest nigga in the flesh, you can't fuck wit it |
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Got the German hand guns, they shoot 2 2 3 |
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Burst through ya condo and rip open ya knees |
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My nigga, please, you don't want it, save your breath |
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By myself, |
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I'ma ride till no enemy is left |
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When the middle finger, niggas, hit your block like insurgents |
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There's no deterrents from us cleanin' your clock like detergents |
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Buck, they don't think |
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I am, nigga, please |
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Why, this pimp, |
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I bet they die |
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Before they reach their first motherfuckin' sale |
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I rep them underground kings, |
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Fuck Boy, |
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Pimp and Bun |
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If it's action that you want, my nigga, come get you some |
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It must be the ice or the money that |
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I makeThey talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face |
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Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah |
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They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah |
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It gotta be these cars or the trips that |
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I takeThat make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face, bitch? |
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Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah |
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They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah |
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They call me |
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M dot MJG, |
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I mean, I'm packin' some weight |
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They ain't talkin' 'bout trill jeans |
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Some niggas, they like to talk shit in the uniform |
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Guess what, them niggas still phony as the unicorn |
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And I'll be damned if |
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I run, you bust tho |
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They run outta guns, man, you so dumb |
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Well you faker than a bitch snitchin' on the track |
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I'm about to pull a bun and [Incomprehensible] a fuckin' cap |
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All Ball do is smoke weed and get bad, bitches |
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If y'all mad at me for that, y'all niggas are bitches |
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Undercover groupie niggas would ya stop and plead |
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For the last time, |
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I don't smoke regular weed |
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It don't matter where we at, man, we fire in it up |
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Security don't stop the weed, man, from findin' us |
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Industry dick suckers keep runnin' ya mouth |
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And I'ma give ya motherfuckers something to talk about |
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It really must be the ice or the money that |
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I makeThey talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face |
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Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah |
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They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face |
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It gotta be these cars or the trips that |
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I takeThat make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it to my face, bitch? |
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Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah |
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They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face |
