| I got more game than nintendo. |
| I’m super cold
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| I keep these bitches hangin on my colthes. |
| Let em know
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| It ain’t a thang to swang in da club and get it crunk
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| And you can meet me in da front like what, I pop da trunk
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| But I can’t stay I gotta go
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| Because da police on the way a nigga know
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| You better roll outta they way n pull out slow
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| Leave da spot with a bang of a .44
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| Now you know I smoke that potent dro. |
| My purple cold
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| And you can get it from my? |
| Joe. |
| That’s by th Zone
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| Yo nose is open when I let it blow. |
| Call up my chick
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| And toss da bag and baby you roll you can roll
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| Hey you can smoke that’s is you move out da way. |
| And watch ya tone
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| Stay on da low and wear da k n coke?
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| Too bad my probations today. |
| I gotta go gotta go
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| I got more game than nintendo
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| Got sticky icky in my dickie clothes. |
| Hand on da stove
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| And don’t nobody tell me anymore. |
| Just let me go
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| It ain’t a thang when we hit da floor. |
| My niggas know
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| Me wild insane see my '64. |
| Open da door
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| W my vehicle call up my killas from da way
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| And you can
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| My nigga call him
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| And now u know I keep da sickest flow. |
| Gun in my pocket
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| You can catch me at da liquor store. |
| Right next to rocket
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| Where my money hustle hungry ah put down da buddy
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| Let’s go |