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[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco] |
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I blow the trap down |
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I got a mill of the gas pounds |
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I get a mill and they mad now |
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I keep a mill in the sack now |
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Never sent the drop |
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What that 'bout? Please tell me, what that 'bout? |
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Never seen without |
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In and out, I took the scenic route |
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I took the scenic route |
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If we don't pay, we gon' clean them out |
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Pull up in [?] |
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Only way where you see me now |
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Throw it my way when you see me now |
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Knew you gon' hate when you see me now |
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Young nigga all on the TV now |
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Riding in a Bugatti [?] reason now |
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[Chorus: Johnny Cinco] |
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Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate |
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[?] check the face |
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I was in, pulling bags, smoking the [?] |
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I got partner on the way, on the way, hey |
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Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate |
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[?] check the face, hey |
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I've been popping around my way, on my way, hey |
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Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate |
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[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] |
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I'm a gentleman like I'm a kingsman |
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Frank Lucas mink coat, bitch, I'm a kingpin |
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Pull up in the Phantom, serve you 3 for 10 |
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Get shot with the chopper by one hair on my chinny chin chin |
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I'm busting out bricks, counting Benjamins |
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I'm mixing the dope with the cinnamon |
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[?] in my hand, don't **** with my zone |
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Matinee nigga be wrapping and shipping the dope |
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Me and Poppi pull up in the Inspector Gadget, double-R Ghost |
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They like, "Who is them?" |
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These **** niggas talking 'bout, "They getting money" |
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I ain't never heard of them niggas, who is them? |
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I'm in the streets for real |
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Ain't no trend, winter time and we still wearing Timberlands |
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**** what you heard, nigga |
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God blessing all the trap niggas in Christian Louboutins |
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[Chorus: Johnny Cinco] |
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Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate |
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[?] check the face |
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I was in, pulling bags, smoking the [?] |
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I got partner on the way, on the way, hey |
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Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate |
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[?] check the face, hey |
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I've been popping around my way, on my way, hey |
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Let them hate, let them hate, let them hate |
