| Yea, shout out to the D-Boys baby
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| We gettin' money this year
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| I hustle 'til the weight’s gone
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| Money slow, but I stay strong
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| Militant minded, spittin' out napalm
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| State to state, all the real G’s gotta feel us
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| No middle man shit, nah we the dealers
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| Grew up a convict like Akon
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| In the kitchen whippin' gettin' my bake on
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| But fuck jail, before we go, they gon' have to kill us
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| No middle man shit, nah we the dealers
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| He came home with blood in his hands
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| He’s a changed man
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| And now he can’t sleep at night
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| I got cream for 16, you can’t beat that price
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| Remember Benny with them old schools and freaked out bikes?
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| I’m on the phone with my fam in the pen, stay up
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| Gave him ten years just for stickin' banks up
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| Fresh from my shirt to my shoes
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| You know pimpin’s in her ear, tryna get her to choose
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| I’m outta state feeling like a fuckin million or two, new life
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| Wrist covered in new ice, I’m too nice
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| Polo pea coat, fire weed to smoke
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| Z’s got all me tired, got me speaking slow
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| All I see is death, so I value every breath I take
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| And clean up every mess I make
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| State to state, all the D-Boys gotta feel us
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| No middle man shit, nah we the dealers
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| We the realest, ridin' in a car full of killers
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| You ain’t done what we done
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| You don’t get it like this, you ain’t from where I’m from
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| I’m from the home of coke dealers, pimpin, and bums
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| I’m from the home of young ones that’ll shoot up your ride over nothin'
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| This bow got 'em losin their mind
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| Thoughts of suicide got him crying alone, he took his life on his own
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| And fuck time I’d rather die before we go, they gon' have to kill us
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| Six deep with seven guns
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| Went from a key and ten p’s to seven tons
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| Back on the road, a new load, my second run in two weeks
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| I gave the 2-seater new feet
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| And got the swimming pool lookin like a new beach
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| Bad bitches blowin' good without her thing on
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| From the bottom to the top, it didn’t take long
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| I could never change nigga it’s in my family tree
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| My cousin had the line and passed it down to me
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| First time I seen big money was Big lee (?)
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| Nigga I bought two, but he fronted me 3
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| 16 and I’m tryna see a whole key
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| Tried to go to school, but nigga it just wasn’t for me
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| Therefore I learned everything I know in these streets
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| Rain hail sleet, I was outside
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| Sellin to dope fiends but never lost my pride
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| Real killa you can see it in a nigga eyes
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| If we doin' bad, we comin' for the pies
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| Fuck the middle man cuz nigga we the wise guys
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| I can get you the shit that’ll have their ass fly high
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| Stuck in the kitchen cuz I’m addicted to pitchin'
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| Tried to tell em I’m a hustla but they didn’t listen
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| He ain’t pay em up so now his ass missin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Middle Man , by - Berner. Song from the album The White Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп