| Boy, I fell off like a bad bag of dope, Ya heard me Ain’t nobody wanna holla
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| I done shook back like a 4 and a half heart
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| Now everybody wanna holla
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| If you ain’t keep it real, I don’t wanna holla
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| Don’t talk to me, Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me, Now that I’m back on my feet
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| Don’t talk to me, Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me, When you see me in the streets
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| Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Act like you don't know me Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I don |
| 't wanna holla
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| You know how it is when you ballin, everybody wanna holla
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| But the day you fall off, you lose most of your partners
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| Niggas be acting funny, Hoes, they wanna duck ya Used to sweat you hard, now they ain’t wanna fuck ya You screening all your calls, don’t wanna answer the phone
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| You ain’t working with nothing, they wantcha to leave em alone
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| You ain’t working with nothing, they sayin they ain’t home
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| You sayin to yourself, Boy that hoe wrong
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| I’ma get chu, Wait til I get my shit straight I’mma fix you
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| I got a K beg for ya, I done bounced back, I'm here to clear my name up And while I'm doin that, I'm bout to fuck the game up A year ago, I was fucking my bangs up Now |
| I'm on the grind just getting my change up The tables done turned, Now everybody wanna talk
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| If you ain’t keep it real, I don’t wanna talk
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| When I was on my ass, Niggas was acting funny
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| Niggas would shoot you and look what the dope done him
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| Niggas done me bad, I couldn’t get nothing
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| Now they see me shining and holla What Up Cousin?
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| Ain’t nothing, better get the fuck on 'fore I sneak ya Only real niggas can holla at me for a feature
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| Bitch niggas, I ain’t fucking with y’all kind
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| So don’t attempt to holla and waste my time (Nope)
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| I don’t want cha number (Nope), I don’t wanna be your friend (Nope)
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| I don’t want your tracks, I fuck with Medicine Men (Yep)
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| I don’t want no crap, Don’t you grin in my face
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| Cause I know its fake, Make me spit in your face
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| I’m back now, Chopper City’s on the move
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| And I feel like Ludacris, Bitch you better move
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| Get out the way, While I’m walking through
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| If you ain’t real, I dont wanna talk to you
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| (Talking)
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| Ooh they got these niggas
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| Be getting busted with like five, ten bricks
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| Go to the feds looking at life
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| Be home in about 3 years
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| You know something ain’t right with that
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| Don’t talk to me, Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me, Ya done got an early release
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| Don’t talk to me, Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me, Lookin at life and done three
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| Don’t talk to me, Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me, I know you work for the police
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| Don’t talk to me, Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me, I don’t wanna holla
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| Man I ain’t lying, the game done got flakey
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| You don’t know who is who, the game done got shady
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| Niggas play hard, get popped and start faking
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| Get off the deal of rap, They hop up and take it Look up next week, Ya shops getting raided
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| Scared to go to the pen, they know they can’t make it Calling me collect, I’m hanging up in they face
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| Trying to talk in codes, I know the carbon trace
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| I ain’t the one to play, I know you can’t be trusted (No)
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| Everybody know you got half the city busted (Yeah)
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| Boy you down bad, you playing the game raw
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| I thought you was a G, you ain’t as real as I thought (Ooh)
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| You went against the code, You disrespected game
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| You lost your ghetto past going against the grain
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| Boy that’s sour, Geezy can’t holla
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| I hope it rain on you and you got shocked by that wire (Uh Huh) |