| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| I’m comin', late-night creepin', finger on the trigger, never sleepin'
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| No sucker, cop ducker, go 'head, bitch, give me reason
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| To break yo' ass off with the forty-five I’m squeezin'
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| Gurpin' on this skunk that my partner grew up last season
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| Hooker left and now you see me rollin' through the boulevard
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| Shakin' hands and kissin' babies, Rami' been the ghetto star
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| Say, young player, let me tell you 'bout them days
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| Where we never had shit, but now a nigga get paid, huh
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| Pullin' up in somethin' clean, fresher than Listerine
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| I pop my collar 'cause stackin' money, man, ain’t no thing
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| Shake junt hoes, send the money through the Western Union
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| Thirty thousand dollars from a duffel bag I sent to Houston
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| Catch the nine-six rollin', laid back, smokin'
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| Rainbow in my double cup, sippin' up on the potion
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| Fuck all of the playa hatin', keep all that commotion
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| Me and my partners about the dollars, never been about no ho shit
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| FTP across my chest, bangin' 'til the day I rest
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| When they lay me in my coffin, light one from that buddha cess
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| I’m dippin' low on a hundred golden spokes
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| Live, comin' out the gutter just to let you busters know
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| It ain’t no thing but a chicken wing
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| Draco bustin' out the frame, somethin' you can’t tame
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| You better duck up out the way when them guns go bang
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| I’ll leave you suckers bloody red, soakin' in the rain
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
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| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
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| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
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| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
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| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
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| I’m plottin' up a homicide when I’m out to ride
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| I’m grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
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| You know I’m always down to slide when it’s do-or-die
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| I’m just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice (Deadly vice)
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| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
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| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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| Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
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| Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance |