| You suckas not used to this
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| And some of y’all new to this
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| I have been doing this
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| No need improving this
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| I am the Big Homie
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| Let me teach for a second
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| Have a drink and preach and speak for a second
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| Evil devil is present, I speak my mind and keep me a weapon
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| Tell the truth it’s a blessing
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| One hundred proof in the booth ain’t no guessing
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| I get down from the getting
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| Stay on my square, I’m a bear, don’t upset him
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| Ain’t no faking and jeffing
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| Rear end, I’m fair out, break bread with my brethren
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| If you need it I sell it
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| Dope fiends want 16s I ship it and mail it
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| When dealing with niggas like me in the streets
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| Man there’s one thing you gotta know
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| I’m not taking no shit, I don’t trip off no bitch
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| I’m just focused on getting dough
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| You not taking nothing from me
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| Especially not no money
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| I got the stick on me
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| So please don’t walk up on me
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| If you do not know me
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| I am the big homie
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| Trapped in the struggle
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| Out in the rain, I’m in pain
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| Steady dodging these puddles
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| Hard to be subtle, stars on the brain
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| I’m insane got me aiming the muzzle
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| Piece in the puzzle, slamming this liquour
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| I’m different, I’m banging my knuckles
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| Fuck yo rebuttal
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| I gives a shit what you with, I’m out hunting for trouble
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| Flexing my muscle, in it to win it, gon' get it
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| No stopping this hustle
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| Breaking the huddle, stick to the play, what I say
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| Make our way out the struggle
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| When dealing with niggas like me in the streets
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| Man there’s one thing you gotta know
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| I’m not taking no shit, I don’t trip off no bitch
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| I’m just focused on getting dough
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| You not taking nothing from me
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| Especially not no money
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| I got the stick on me
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| So please don’t walk up on me
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| If you do not know me
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| I am the big homie
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| Killing the mic, give you my life up
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| The hype spill the dyke when I write
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| Ready for flight, damn near can touch it
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| Gon' crush it, this shits in my sight
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| Move with the night
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| Slippery rope on the slope
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| Hope you holding it tight
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| All of my might, far from a quitter
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| A gritter, I’m still in the fight
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| Counting my stripes, swinging and missing
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| Not out and I’m proud of my stripes
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| Ignition ignite, my motor is revving
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| I’m ready, gon' blow through the light
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| When dealing with niggas like me in the streets
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| Man there’s one thing you gotta know
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| I’m not taking no shit, I don’t trip off no bitch
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| I’m just focused on getting dough
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| You not taking nothing from me
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| Especially not no money
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| I got the stick on me
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| So please don’t walk up on me
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| If you do not know me
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| I am the big homie |