| Hanging out the window, I’m a nutso, klepto
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| Big .40 bulging, tell me who gon' really bust though
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| Heard it was beef so I brought shit that got nuts on it
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| Preaching the word, I might be Creflo, hell no
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| Shit getting ugly, might have to pour this Mello Yello
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| Sheesh, I’m riding with a felony
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| Niggas is jokes, who cosigned 'em, Bill Bellamy?
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| «The Stinc Team, they gettin' real dollars,» bitch, you tellin' me
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| This 50K in real life, fuck all that shit you sellin' me
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| Everybody eatin' smoothie, on Big Pun mode
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| Drakeo got that Draco, the fuck I’ma run for?
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| Everybody tough until them guns go blaow blaow
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| Ralfy, you blind him, that lil nigga think he pow wow
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| Big juice cup, lil' nigga I’m magic, Don Juan, ugh
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| Man, these niggas with the talking
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| Poured in a foreign, whoops, I almost Paul Walker-ed
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| Niggas thought it was a joke when I came in with the stockings
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| Hopping out the Batmobile, Bruce Wayne, I’m robbin'
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| Yeah I’m ill though, what’s the deal though?
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| Want to rep the Stinc Team, well, hop out and kill somethin'
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| Rollie on my wrist came from long nights of hard thuggin'
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| The acronym is F&N, I ain’t really with that bar tussling
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| Nigga, fuck the studio, I’m really in the yard thugging
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| Pull up on Naomi, fifty niggas in the yard clutching
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| We got all Givenchy in my pocket
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| It’s 'bout fifty niggas talkin' 'bout they robbed me
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| Bro, these niggas so silly
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| In the field, rap ain’t payin no bills, it’s getting tricky
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| And on top of that I’m poured and my fingers is gettin' itchy
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| When you see me in the club, niggas know I’m Money Mitch-ing
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| Wrist breaker in the club, it cost me a pretty penny
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| Acting like they want to get me, niggas playin' like they with it
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| Shoot up with a pussy nigga, hope he find another kidney
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| Pouring fives in the soda, tryna buy another kidney
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| I’m a baller and she know I’ll never call unless it’s offered
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| That you breaking gang, no I’m never faking
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| I got gate scrapes on Maisons
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| My nephew named Mason, who really want to say shit?
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| What’s that in your wallet? |
| Shit, bald-head Jasons
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| Riding in all black but the whip Caucasian
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| On the gang that I claim I just made the roof brainless
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| That’s the 2 Greedy Stinc Team, and we don’t do no playing
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| Wake him up, shake him up, chopper make him go ugh
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| Mayday, man down, I guess he thought he was Suge
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| Run up on Drakeo, shit, I wish a nigga would
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| He must not value life but, shit, I guess it’s understood
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| What’s the deal though? |
| Man, who real though?
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| It’s the Ruler, everybody gotta feel for
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| Are you gon' ride for me? |
| are you gon' kill for me?
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| Pull up to this block right here 'cause we for real thugging
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| Boom, boom, boom, boom, let that bitch rip
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| If I could write a movie I would recreate The Exorcist
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| I’m heaven-sent, nigga think twice who you messing with
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| Giving niggas hell 'cause up top they say the beds was full, shit
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| Crazy, ain’t that shit crazy?
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| All this rap beef and sneak dissing is amazing
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| Silly ass niggas, please get your Bin Laden up
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| One for two a nigga like I got a million followers
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| Drakeo, calm down, time to turn this to the Holocaust
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| Niggas know who brought the guns, niggas know who havin' fun
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| 'Cause if I call you-know-who you know the job is done, ugh
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| Come on, this shit regular
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| Sauce come on, do 'em, man
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| Shit, finna fuck the streets up but it’s regular
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| What’d I say in that other shit?
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| I said what’s that in your noggin, ha, no, no, I didn’t
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| What’d I say, I said what’s that in your wallet, bald-headed Jasons?
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| Nigga don’t even carry wallets, all that
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| Man, we ain’t with all that sneak dissing, all that shit niggas be doin'
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| Niggas know what time it is, niggas know it’s regular
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| Come on, y’all heard me, I’m the truth
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| All that nigga, slide in the fifty, slide in a day
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| Let me know where I’m lying at
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| Come on, let’s stop playing, nigga
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| Niggas already got a new rumor
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| Saying 7−18 thugging in the 'caine, you know what’s up
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| Ahh, tell 'em to go like this
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| I’ll beat your big homie up
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| That’s how you get that nigga, ugh
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| Come on, stop playing
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| Nigga, you know this shit regular, alright
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| Nigga, shit I’m Mr. Everything, nigga, let’s be real
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| Okay, a nigga been had that, been had
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| On some Jawar shit, been had, been had, been had, been had nigga
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| That nigga said he asked if it’s a Prezi and Obama started laughing
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| Man, these niggas know the deal though
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| Free all my niggas, free Rozzy, free Flaco, Nutty
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| Shit, Keeda, Moneybag, free Lucc', Joe, D-Rock, PK, shit
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| Man, free all my niggas, dawg |