| I came from nothin', turned nothin' to somethin'
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| Ridin' with a Bible and a hundred round drum
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| Ridin' dirty, nigga, I’m hot like the sun
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| We ain’t goin' for nothin' (Yeah)
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| Me and my niggas on bullshit (Gang)
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| They pillow-talk 'bout us, their bitch wanna fuck us
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| They know we keep sticks like the pulpit
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| You cross one of us, we gon' drill shit (Drill shit)
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| Quit cappin', your shooters ain’t kill shit
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| Sink or swim gang
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| He got the stick but he cannot aim
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| Cap-ass nigga, we not like these rap guys
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| All black
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| I just left thee Gucci store, spent a hunnid racks
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| Couple thousand on exotic
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| No, I don’t wanna match
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| Buddy mad about his bitch
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| Buddy can have that ho back (Stupid)
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| Nigga, Sink or Swim, nigga, gang
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| Ride with the chopper and I still drop that dirty (Yeah)
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| A nigga don’t bang, but this shit can get bloody (Turn up)
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| If it’s 'bout smoke then I’m pullin' up fast (I'm pullin' up fast)
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| Pullin' up fast (I'm pullin' up fast)
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| We on the way (We on the way)
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| On that fuck shit, I came to spray (I came to spray, yeah)
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| (Yeah)
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| I came from nothin', turned nothin' to somethin'
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| Ridin' with a Bible and a hundred round drum (Yeah)
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| Ridin' dirty, nigga, I’m hot like the sun
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| We ain’t goin' for nothin' |