| I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
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| I’ve got that cush, got that sour and that purp for cheap
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| Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
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| Is what we tell the dudes movin' narcotic to Yale
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| I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
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| I’ve got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap
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| Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
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| I’m the hustla, you want it then I got it for sale
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| Listen, my trap game and my gat game is phenomenal
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| I still got that Phil Donahue and that Madonna too
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| I done did a crime or too, been to prison a time or too
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| Listen, if it’s drama I’m a show you what the lama do
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| I spit, cook crack and I’ll put that on my mama too
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| You remind me of a comicker comic view
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| You’s a fuckin' comedian, put a slug in your skull
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| Spray blood on the wall like I’m fuckin' graffittyin'
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| You need red cross cause you did suck off
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| I pop your damn led off and knock your damn head off
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| I’ve got 2 whores in the 2 door with the head off
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| Chill homie. |
| You mad cause my wheels chromie?
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| And I got enough on me to cop another will homie
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| I’m a winner, you ain’t even eat dinner, you still hungry
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| I got real homies and homies that’s real phony
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| So fuck how niggas feel, I’m keepin' my steel on it
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| I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
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| I’ve got that cush, got that sour and that purp for cheap
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| Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
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| Is what we tell the dudes movin' narcotic to Yale
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| I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
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| I’ve got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap
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| Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
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| I’m the hustla, you want it then I got it for sale
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| Look, yea I’m the truth boy, white lie
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| I stay around goons, why try tilt hey got by
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| T2 fly by, we gon stay on drive by
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| Peach cobbler colored jet cause I make the pods fly
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| Could smell that sour dolly when my niggas drive by
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| Use to move the nigga bags hand in hand, high five
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| Chubby, the shorty rounds will make your head rock
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| Red daughter shot a nigga body down, head shot
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| Mad poppin', gunnin' boy. |
| See you niggas runnin' boy
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| Put the work in the streets. |
| How the fuck is we unemployed?
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| Boss used to know me nigga. |
| Bringin' cash home, get my blast on
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| With the mask on like a goalie nigga
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| Poppin' with a style you can’t steal, you niggas ain’t real
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| Mean nigga, lookin' at the key nigga, Hank I’ll
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| Paint your whole house red, I deserve a paint deal
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| Freddy Kruger fucki 'em niggas dreams, I’m what you can’t kill
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| I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
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| I’ve got that cush, got that sour and that purp for cheap
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| Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
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| Is what we tell the dudes movin' narcotic to Yale
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| I put in work in the street, I put in work in the street
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| I’ve got that boy and that girl you could purchase for cheap
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| Narcotic for sale, narcotic for sale
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| I’m the hustla, you want it then I got it for sale |