| I’m with the apes and whoops
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| Bangin' purple and the red like the grapes and the fruits
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| Tricky dance moves, mini Drac' in the coupe
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| Stick big as bamboo, quick to lace a nigga’s boots
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| Tied in, hunnid shots, I’m like a live band
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| Shoot a movie on you, turn your block into a drive-in
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| I’m tied in with the lifers and the lions there
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| Send my bro to get you knifed up on the ride in
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| Hierarchy of the crime syndicate, pepper
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| Fine dealing, my trap be my custy, tryna catch a drag
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| I’m the HOV, he barely in the second lane
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| Born in this black mafia shit, I feel like Devon
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| Same ol' Bo J, I never change
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| I’m the of this drugs, oh, 227 thang
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| Big nuts on my string, I had to let 'em hang
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| Split a fifty out the hundro, I let 'em kept the change
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| Quick to bleed a nigga block, like, ayy, what set you claim?
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| I’m already creased without a wrinkle, ain’t no pressin' James
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| All of this precedent I’m under, shit could wreck a train
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| I had a Presi' on my wrist 'fore the election came
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| Police car, niggas snitchin' under me, boy
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| So how the hell your hitters actin' like they down to catch a frame?
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| I’m on the Eastside in the Jets like I’m Eddie Kane
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| Niggas need to step their game up, think they can step with James, block
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| I’m with the apes and whoops
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| Bangin' purple and the red like the grapes and the fruits
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| Tricky dance moves, mini Drac' in the coupe
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| Stick big as bamboo, quick to lace a nigga’s boots
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| Tied in, hunnid shots, I’m like a live band
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| Shoot a movie on you, turn your block into a drive-in
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| I’m tied in with the lifers and the lions there
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| Send my bro to get you knifed up on the ride in, what else? |