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Nigga what cha money like |
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I keep doe |
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E ho Spice the track up like a do bo |
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Sasone a freethrow |
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My hitman |
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Janito He don't speek no english lingo and he fresh off the plane from |
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Puerto Rico |
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Find a nigga and kill em's the only thing that he know |
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He'll ring ya doorbell and pop you right through the peephole |
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Far as this key go |
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It's gon' get stepped on, cooked up, broke down |
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Probablly get distributed in yo town |
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Block got me grindin', watch keepin me bright nigga why |
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Im a knock ya hustle if mine treatin' me right |
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And a nigga too busy to get in some beef with a loser kick my bitch up out the bed just to sleep wit my ruger |
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Cuz if I finger fuck my gun and play wit her trigger |
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She ain't gon' scream |
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I don't feel like it today on a nigga |
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Im sayin my nigga |
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This is real facts, real truth |
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I will shoot you to go rap about it in a real booth |
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I Spit hip hop heron, liquid crack park the six next to ya five and tell you get wit that 380's ain't gon' do it fam switch to macks |
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Before you talk shit or even think startin' up a war |
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Plush condo in my bedroom, mink carpet on the floor |
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Two spanish bitches runnin' 'round reckless and butt naked |
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If you a ladies man |
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I'll bury you wit cha chick |
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If you a true hustler |
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I'll bury you wit a brick |
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See the streets is watchin', more money more haters |
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Fuck em' all keep flosin', more linen, more gators |
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I rap now, still hit the block for a buck |
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A thousand channels sattelite on top of the truck what's really good nigga |
