| They don’t know what’s it’s like
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| To lose your whole life, in a box overnight
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| Lookin' down the barrel of a chrome pipe, over white
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| But really I just played the weed game and caught a price
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| I just took a few blunts, imported juice over ice
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| I ain’t heard from him, on the road, I hope he’s alright
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| When he touch, we gon' talk, good work from the Bay
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| I used to charge 48 for the Perc in the Bay
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| I used hate to have to get it there, what a pain
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| When you get that missed call and get the text, it ain’t came
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| When it rained and it really hails
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| Now they lookin' at my banks, I ain’t left a trail
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| Yeah, I count numbers, on a throwaway phone
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| Pocket full of cash, neck full of stones
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| I blew Dolph off another 20
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| And told 'em move 'em fast, I got plenty, the streets ain’t ready, preach
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| We get love in these streets
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| 'Cause we really plugged in these streets
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| Hear 'em talk shit on the net but it’s love when we meet
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| Catch a slug when we beef
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| We get love in these streets
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| 'Cause we really plugged in these streets
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| Hear 'em talk shit on the net but it’s love when we meet
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| Catch a slug when we beef
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| They don’t know what it’s like
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| To be pulled off the plane, it happened twice in '09
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| Real gritted, used to rock Hilfiger, I peel strippers
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| I found online in Tennessee, this is for my real dippers
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| Where your gloves? |
| I got people on the trucks
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| Workin' on the inside, get it there and double up
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| I still love to touch the pack
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| Even though I barely fuck with rap, streets hustle to my tracks
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| Switch lines every now and then
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| More bags to put the flour in
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| I got 2 rooms flowerin', they both look great
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| I got rich outta state, preach
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| We get love in these streets
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| 'Cause we really plugged in these streets
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| Hear 'em talk shit on the net but it’s love when we meet
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| Catch a slug when we beef
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| We get love in these streets
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| 'Cause we really plugged in these streets
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| Hear 'em talk shit on the net but it’s love when we meet
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| Catch a slug when we beef
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| Different city, same nigga
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| Ain’t nothin' changed, just my bank bigger
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| Dope dealer, might pull the Porsche out today, that’s my hoe getter
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| Backwoods rolled paper, no swishas
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| I light my weed up and let my top back
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| Pulled off in the hood with a whole lotta that
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| Left without the hood on a whole lotta racks
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| Be careful in the streets, it’s a whole lotta rats
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| Yup, I smoked a blunt and came up with a million dollar plan
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| We played the game, we stack that money up as fast as we can
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| My diamonds shine and my money dirty
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| Uh, and this Glock.40 hold 30, preach
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| We get love in these streets
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| 'Cause we really plugged in these streets
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| Hear 'em talk shit on the net but it’s love when we meet
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| Catch a slug when we beef
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| We get love in these streets
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| 'Cause we really plugged in these streets
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| Hear 'em talk shit on the net but it’s love when we meet
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| Catch a slug when we beef |