| Yeah, come on, come on
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| You know who this is mane, Big Kuntry King
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| I got them young jets with me spittin' lingo wit they fingas
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| If you try to gladiate us homeboy they’ll kill ya
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| When the flags go up, you don’t wanna stand up
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| You can try it homeboy but you don’t want it with us
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| In the club drunk as fuck, wit them toolies on our hip
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| Steady rockin' to the beat, act a fool in this bitch
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| Yeah you be the one famous, but I be the one whose rich
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| Yeah my pockets got the mumps, Ion need a cure for it
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| If you hate it got killed for that, stomp you out like a welcome mat
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| Now you not welcome back, a gangsta here, welcome that
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| Look at that, the whole city got my back, why’s that?
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| They say I’m the one that flood the trap
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| Say them Grand Hustle boys keep making that music
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| Cocaine (cocaine) nah I can’t lose it, see my swagger all leather
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| That’s why your girl keep choosin', nothin' better than the best
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| So ya’ll niggas don’t confuse it
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| Yeah I’m in the club rockin', tool in my pocket
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| Unleash your girl cause you know that bitch jockin' |
| Yeah I’m in the streets, yeah I keep it poppin'
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| Why my pants saggin' well I keep it hood partner
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| Yeah I’m in the club rockin', tool in my pocket
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| Unleash your girl cause you know that bitch jockin'
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| Yeah I’m in the streets, yeah I keep it poppin'
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| Why my pants saggin' cause I keep it hood patna
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| If I’m talkin' shit to you ain’t no apologies to it
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| If I bust yo head that means I meant to do it
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| I ain’t a sorry nigga so, what I got be sorry bout
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| Grab that chopper off the shelf and let them bullets hollow out
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| Watch yo mouth pimpin' cause that beef around the corner
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| Got the goons on deck they ready to place a order
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| I’d rather be making money movin' that yola
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| Go to Texas holla at my Oye on the border
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| Hold up, see, I’m too cool for ya’ll niggas
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| See me in the club make it move my nigga
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| Even by myself I got that tool my nigga
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| Even my bitch hate is watchin' ya’ll niggas
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| Nigga like a mount we poppin' them bottles
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| Yeah we spendin' stacks up like it’s no tomorrow
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| Ya’ll gettin' booed, ya’ll not even on Apollo |
| While we goin' ham while you suckas try to follow
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| Yeah I’m in the club rockin', tool in my pocket
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| Unleash your girl cause you know that bitch jockin'
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| Yeah I’m in the streets, yeah I keep it poppin'
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| Why my pants saggin' well I keep it hood partner
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| Yeah I’m in the club rockin', tool in my pocket
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| Unleash your girl cause you know that bitch jockin'
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| Yeah I’m in the streets, yeah I keep it poppin'
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| Why my pants saggin' cause I keep it hood patna
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| Come on, come on
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| You know who this is mane, Big Kuntry King
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| Come on, come on
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| You know who this is mane, Big Kuntry King |