| My game is potent as a pack, I stay as high as a condo
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| Bottle after bottle, just got back from Morocco
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| My motto «full throttle» and my niggas are hostile
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| Stomp you into a waffle for all that talkin' bravado
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| Got to actin' irrational, turned his dome to pistachio
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| Left his brain on the patio, all my savages savvy, bro
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| I fly like an eagle, I’ma shark you a seal
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| Smokin' on strong, we be sparkin' for real
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| You ride with them people, you shitty, you fecal
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| We the sickest niggas healthy, shout out to my Cousin Fik though
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| Tryin' to get more chips than a casino in Reno
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| Jealous ass suckas hella salty like miso (jealous motha fuckas)
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| I be incognito, gettin' Gouda and scootin'
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| Rollin' in the traffic, plottin' and movin'
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| Medium rare salmon with the lemon butter sauce
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| All I gotta do is cough to have your scalp moved off
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| You niggas fail to realize (realize)
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| We do it king size (king size)
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| Watch what you say, might be the cause of your demise
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| Get your money up (money up)
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| Put some ketchup on your fries (on your fries)
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| You fail to realize
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| You niggas fail to realize (realize)
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| We do it king size (king size)
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| Watch what you say, might be the cause of your demise
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| Get your money up (money up)
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| Put some ketchup on your fries (on your fries)
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| You fail to realize
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| What you fail to realize is, it ain’t no switchin' sides
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| I’m locked in Sick Wid It Records, them hog ties
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| 450, bang four-fifths
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| And runned it up fresh out the box on a broke bitch
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| I’m so sick, I’m so sick, 'cause I been around some cold shit
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| All these late bloomin' ass niggas be on some ho shit
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| That bitch finna get turnt quick
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| Niggas ain’t gettin' no chips
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| Pullin' up with that turf bitch, I’m pullin' up with that make bitch
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| Her little brother set trip, I’m up on this band shit
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| Bandz Talk bands bitch, king size king shit
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| Realize a real bitch gonna always do some real shit
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| What you fail to realize that every bitch ain’t no real bitch
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| On that fake bitch, I’ll hit that kill switch (I'll hit that kill switch)
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| Can you motherfuckas stunt back like a spine?
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| Little bitch, put some ketchup on them french fries
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| You niggas fail to realize (realize)
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| We do it king size (king size)
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| Watch what you say, might be the cause of your demise
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| Get your money up (money up)
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| Put some ketchup on your fries (on your fries)
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| You fail to realize
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| You niggas fail to realize (realize)
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| We do it king size (king size)
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| Watch what you say, might be the cause of your demise
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| Get your money up (money up)
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| Put some ketchup on your fries (on your fries)
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| Biatch!
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| Hey yo Trax, let me see what you got
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| I was in the streets while they was still on the pot
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| This here black kid played a Chevy
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| Ain’t nothin' on my wrist but my neck on heavy
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| Nas off Belly with a little Makaveli
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| I put her in the telly, I got that check is what she tell me
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| You niggas fail to realize ain’t nothin' this is real life
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| Pull up in that Bruce Wayne, shit a movie, I’m the Dark Knight
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| Cup full of Act' right, pack a gun and still fight
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| You niggas bitch made, mackin' since the sixth grade
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| She call me Chang super groovy, make 'em do the wave
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| You hella old and you still broke you got some foolish ways
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| Oh no, bitch lick balls
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| You wasn’t talkin' 'bout no money I got hella missed calls
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| This dog nigga need a bitch so we can both be dogs
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| Doggystyle in the back of the Benz, she get a
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| You niggas fail to realize (realize)
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| We do it king size (king size)
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| Watch what you say, might be the cause of your demise
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| Get your money up (money up)
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| Put some ketchup on your fries (on your fries)
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| You fail to realize
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| You niggas fail to realize (realize)
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| We do it king size (king size)
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| Watch what you say, might be the cause of your demise
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| Get your money up (money up)
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| Put some ketchup on your fries (on your fries)
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| You fail to realize |