| Heatmakerz
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| You can turn the beat up though (Crack Music)
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| Tell you eight million stories, man
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| It’s all actual factual, nigga
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| Huh
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| Killa
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| Too easy
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| Let me tell y’all this went one year
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| In the club in L.A., me and Tito poppin', yeah, we had a good night (Yeah,
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| we did)
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| Walked up out of it, got approached by Suge Knight (Man, what’s up?)
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| He said I owed him money (For a 2Pac beat?), started screwin'
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| I said, «No, I don’t homie now tell me what we doin'?» |
| (What we doin'?)
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| He said, «How you figure?» |
| (Figure), I said, «I said so»
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| Tito flicked his knife, he was ready to go to death row (Swear to God)
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| I’m talkin' kamikaze ('Kaze), but we resolved it calmly (Calmly)
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| Everything I say is truth, I put that on my mommy (Word)
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| Like how I traffic for a living, nights we rolled out
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| Me and DukeDaGod used to take 'em over to Hov house (Swear)
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| Fear Damon Dash (Dash), 560 State Street
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| Lord Jamar was his neighbor, this the era of break beats (Killa)
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| We the risk takers, yeah, the trip takers
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| Brick breaker, dick taker, we the fuckin' dictators (Yup)
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| Man, I’m sucka free (Free), this weed elevates me (Ha)
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| If you know me, well, raise your glass and celebrate (Yes)
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| Six digit cars in that fast lane
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| Girls still fightin', they all want my last name
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| I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby
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| Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby
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| Six digit cars in that fast lane
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| Girls still fightin', they all want my last name
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| I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby
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| Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby
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| Niggas be tellin' now (Yup), singin' like Dalvin did (Jodeci)
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| You outta style, I’m the style, I’m what stylin' is (Paid in Full)
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| I broker Reebok, Stance Socks and Macy’s deal (Yes, I do)
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| I polly with hustlers, senators, Navy SEALs (Salute)
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| Shit, beef like a pool, we dive in it (In it)
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| Shh poker face, Kawhi Leonard
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| Homie, I made three mil' in five minutes (That all?)
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| Five minutes, Brewster’s Millions, I’m tryna spend it (Ha)
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| Yeah, you know it’s me, see me I’m walkin' poetry
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| Killa Season, season two, The Wire, off the boat for me (Me)
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| Still got some towns clickin' (Clickin'), come hit the coast with me (ahh)
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| I stay bein' somewhere, I ain’t supposed to be
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| I don’t play it safe (Nope), let’s hit eighth and race (Vroom)
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| My car like the barbecue, see the paper plates (new)
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| Bitches still love me (Yep), FaceTime they screenshottin' (Shottin')
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| I crack the safe, now call your friends, I took the team shoppin' (Killa)
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| Six digit cars in that fast lane
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| Girls still fightin', they all want my last name
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| I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby
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| Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby
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| Six digit cars in that fast lane
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| Girls still fightin', they all want my last name
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| I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby
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| Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby (Baby) |