| I’m pullin up in the rental, fucked around got it tinted
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| Ridin' round the whole city, tryna let off this fifty
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| This that GGE Drummer Gang, dirty money in rubber bands
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| Live a life you can’t understand, give a fuck what you overhear
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| You never come over hear, feel like the son of sam
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| Straight out the gutter damn, straight out the struggle
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| Missin' the piece out the puzzle, voice of the beast, fuck a muzzle
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| Went from a bum to a hustler, I never was a lil' buster
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| Really hustled on Kalmia, I really hustled on Croesus
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| I really thugged on Juniper, and trooped with them shooters
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| And some nights we ain’t catch shit, I won’t call it troopin'
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| But you know that we stupid, bitch you know how we do it
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| In the Jordan Down projects the concept is kill or be killed
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| Lost some dogs to three strikes, so we ain’t feelin' you Bill
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| All these White folks is askin' if we voted for Hil, yeah the coke and the pills
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| Mountain of drugs, I be makin' the deals
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| Start my own record label, fuck waitin' for deals
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| Seen my brother in the casket and it gave me the chills
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| Fake love and, that’s that shit you can feel
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| And as of late been in touch with most these peoples for real
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| If they speak on who ain’t troopin, tell 'em take you to kill
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| Lost Lil Money, said we used to feel related to trill
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| Fake and lies all I trust, 'cause niggas tell me the real
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| You know the type of shit you can feel
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| What do I say to his lil' sister, momma, granny, lil' girl?
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| I know if it ain’t nothin' then I’m finna get grilled
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| I’m in my feelings for real, hope you feel how I feel
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| Sorry granny but we finna go kill, we can’t let this chill
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| This that shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some
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| I’m only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say some
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| Ooo gon' spray some, ooo don’t say none
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| This that shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some
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| I’m only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say nothin'
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| Ooo gon' spray some, ooo don’t say nothing
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| Ooo, bet you would do it for a lil' money
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| Ooo, long live Lil Money, ooo just lost my lil' brother
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| Ooo, this that shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some
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| I’m only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say some
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| Ooo go spray some, ooo don’t say nothing
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| Shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some
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| Only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say some
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| Ooo gon' spray some, ooo don’t say nothing
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| Yeah yeah, just lost my Lil Money, yeah yeah
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| Ooo don’t say nothing, when I spray something
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| Ooo yeah, and we do it for a lil' money |