| I ain’t takin' hoes home to my mama
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| I ain’t really never been with the drama
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| When you do wrong, I believe in karma
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| I ain’t never been in no Royal Rumble 'bout no bitch (Gang gang)
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| I don’t impress hoes, they impress me
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| I’m a life goal 'cause I’m stress-free
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| When you hear the gunshot, that’s me
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| Last nigga tried to rob, rest in peace
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| I just wanna thank the Lord, he blessed me
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| If I fall down, don’t catch me
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| If you bump into me, don’t test me
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| Turn a white tee to a red tee
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| Hit the block, get the Glock
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| Shoot it out in the grass like a pipe-thon
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| AK-47, Draco, I don’t tote nothin' but light guns
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| Run into a rap nigga in real life, he’ll act like he don’t like guns
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| Run into a tough nigga in real life, he gon' act like he ain’t Tyson
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| When you see a real street nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| We can run through the sunset like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| If you tryna get on your feet, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| If you was down like me, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| When you see a real street nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| We can run through the sunset like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| If you tryna get on your feet, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| If you was down like me, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| You my ho for real though, you talking
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| You can catch this ride or you walking
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| If I go for real, it’ll cost you
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| Saint Laurent heels, she so bossy
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| And I’m drippin' water like a faucet
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| And she doin' tricks like a dolphin
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| And I’m sexy chocolate like a coffin
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| And it’s zero talkin' when I off it
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| Yeah, I own a whole neighborhood
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| I just let them fuck niggas live in it
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| Anybody want the old Youngsta back
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| You don’t want me to live, nigga
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| Still fuckin' with my niggas from the other side
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| 'Cause they kept it real with me
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| Still move with my pistol on my side
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| I don’t trust people still, nigga
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| Mama told me, «Go and get a job, son, you gotta live some day»
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| Bought a gun, first thing I did was rob somebody broad day
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| Comin' up, swear to God it was hard, no food on my plate
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| Good people getting shot in the yard, can’t be in the way
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| When you see a real street nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| We can run through the sunset like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| If you tryna get on your feet, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| If you was down like me, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| When you see a real street nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| We can run through the sunset like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| If you tryna get on your feet, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah»
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| If you was down like me, nigga, holler, «Yeah, yeah, yeah» |