| Shout out to my motherfucking self
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| Ya heardz?
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| I’m talking bout these bitches
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| These hoes
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| These play ass niggas
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| (Mannie)
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| I ain’t the one
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| That get your tune up and you all done, bitch
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| I’m looking nothing like your momma, son
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| You get me messed up
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| Guess what? |
| I ain’t him
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| Get up and pick your shit up
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| And go with him
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| Nothing, nada, Nathanial
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| I can’t stand you
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| Can you leave
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| Fucked up weed
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| Please can you
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| Leave my shit
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| Stanky ass bitch
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| Fuck your ass ho
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| A nigga still rich
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| My lawyer stay down
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| Lay down
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| And play the playground
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| You joke ass, broke ass
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| Ran out of smoke ass
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| Gay ass, oh
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| Bitch touch the wall
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| Old sissy ass wannabe
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| Missy ass y’all
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| Some of these niggas are bitches too
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| Look at yourself
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| It could be you
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| But that’s the way they do it bro
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| I always knew that though
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| Nigga had gays in his ways
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| Cos he walk with a
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| Switch, twitch
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| Funny looking bitch
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| Nobody likes you
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| Fake ass snitch
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| You need more people
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| We don’t believe you
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| Fuck you in your ass
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| You can never be my equal
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| (Woman/Mannie)
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| (Baby)
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| I ain’t the one
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| To get played like a pool party
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| Trick money
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| Get nothing bitch
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| Get the fuck
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| Give me something for my money, ma
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| You know the score
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| Long dick, big pimps
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| Got to get more
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| Get dough, off tha dro
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| With the cash flow
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| Laid low
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| Fo' deep on the indo
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| That’s how we roll
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| Ay yo how we roll on them 24's
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| On tha block
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| With the rocks, with the Calico
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| New whip, new shoes on the benzo
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| New? |
| kick? |
| drop bricks in the 6 4
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| New lift, got chicks and they all know
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| How we ride
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| How we slide
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| How we get inside
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| How we hustle
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| How we grind
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| Til the day we die
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| How we muscle
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| How we tussle
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| It’s the way of life
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| You don’t see my struggle
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| All you see is fuckin?
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| (Mannie)
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| No keys
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| No cheese
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| No Benz
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| No nut’in
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| Get up get out
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| Get the fuck and stop frontin
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| Get on
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| Before we spit on
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| Your whole whack crew
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| Y’all Niggas
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| Do what you do
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| No keys
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| No cheese
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| No Benz
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| No nut’in
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| Get up get out
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| Get the fuck and stop frontin
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| Get on
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| Before we spit on
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| Your whole whack crew
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| Y’all Niggas
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| Do what you do
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| (Baby)
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| I ain’t the one
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| To get cracked at a dice game
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| Roll seven hit eleven
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| Get your money, man
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| Get together pluck a feather
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| Wear your gold chain
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| OG young nigga
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| Let me do my thing
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| Came through in the Rolls with the full frame
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| Zaratoga and? |
| ? |
| with the dope game
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| Early 70's
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| The block? |
| had a name
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| Grey haired Mr Johnny is a pimp thing
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| (Mannie)
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| I ain’t the one
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| Piss me off
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| And I’m a get the gun
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| Clear this motherfucker out
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| And make them all run
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| They shoot
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| Too late to look
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| Blocka, Blocka, Blocka, Blocka, Blocka, Bla
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| ?7 wall hard head?
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| Kill them all
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| I want them dead
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| Watch your mouth
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| It’s a drought
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| And they all afraid
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| The feds got? |
| flicks?
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| Of all your clicks
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| They confiscating cars and they locking up chicks
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| (Mannie)
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| No keys
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| No cheese
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| No Benz
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| No nut’in
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| Get up get out
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| Get the fuck and stop frontin
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| Get on
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| Before we spit on
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| Your whole whack crew
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| Y’all Niggas
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| Do what you do
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| No keys
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| No cheese
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| No Benz
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| No nut’in
|
| Get up get out
|
| Get the fuck and stop frontin
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| Get on
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| Before we spit on
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| Your whole whack crew
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| Y’all Niggas
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| Do what you do |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song To Be Played , by - Big Tymers. Song from the album Big Money Heavyweight, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп