| You got racks?
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| You got rims?
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| You bought your main girl a pair of them timbs?
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| You slang crack?
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| You whip a benz?
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| Ain’t nobody in here give shit
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| You peel caps?
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| You pop xan’s?
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| You keep your money rolled up in rubber bands?
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| It cost what?
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| A hundred grand?
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| Ain’t nobody in here give a shit
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Yeah, Some things never
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| Some things never change
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| Death at bay
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| People stay the same
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| Until they forced to fix it, clear away
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| Mister misbehave
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| Something’s gonna kill em any day
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| Rather that than dwell on something simple anyway
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| I got lots’a nothin'
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| Steady clogging up my living space
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| I can’t give away enough to salvage what is truly great
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| You think you would demonstrate
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| Them answers that you offering
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| Shit don’t make no sense to me
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| Like most the shit I’m lost in
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| I’m just cruising like
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| The gas is cheap or free
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| Let em beep at me
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| Two miles an hour
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| Try’na blend in with the scenery
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| Camo up the kit and slide above them who was shit to me
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| Past them fucks who didn’t see
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| Underneath the lock and key
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| My way like kickin' Sid Vicious
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| Hit up, hit highway, duck prisons
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| Get up, get grind up, get livin'
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| Never stop, get it, kill em
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| Do something cool to impress
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| A fool such as me is no less
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| Affected by what you possess
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| I’ll never care, don’t fuck with it
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| You got racks?
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| You got rims?
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| You bought your main girl a pair of them timbs?
|
| You slang crack?
|
| You whip a benz?
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| Ain’t nobody in here give shit
|
| You peel caps?
|
| You pop xan’s?
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| You keep your money rolled up in rubber bands?
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| It cost what?
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| A hundred grand?
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| Ain’t nobody in here give a shit
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Anyone with eyes and time can know
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| That that steam don’t dance like smoke
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| That pot ain’t boiling over
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| Building’s burning! |
| Time to go!
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| The truth is all we all hold
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| Will slip through hot hands just like falling snow
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| We ain’t ballin'
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| We just all in our control
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| But can you follow, yo?
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| Watch the moving cards
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| You can’t spot the sucker at the table
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| Then it’s you, my God
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| But what is truly odd
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| Why you double down?
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| Racks up to your ear, my dear
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| Like, «this will draw a fucking crowd!»
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| One day they come around
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| And the next day they gone
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| Meanwhile we hold it down
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| For like a decade strong
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| They keep on talking loud
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| Like they got they headphones on
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| And we just steal their crowd
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| Tear it down and whip that Uber home
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| Boy, please take a bow
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| You’re done now
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| I think it’s time to go
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| Credits rolling, lights are on
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| Ushers like, «bitch hit the road!»
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| Ain’t bouncing back, bitch without magic
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| You ain’t Mystikal! |
| With this flow
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| Case is closed
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| Ya trick!
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| Time to go!
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| Aye!
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| Bouncin', Bouncin'
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| Ain’t no bouncing back!
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| Bouncin', bouncin'
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| Ain’t no bouncing back! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!)
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| Holler if you hear me! |
| (Aye!) |