| We bid in the game, once again
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| I’m so special, Oooh
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| You know we luv ya luv ya luv ya long time
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| Montana (Montana) Oooh
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| You know we luv ya luv ya luv ya long time
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| Oooh
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| Big 4−4, no safety
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| You’ll collapse like JoJo, K-Ci
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| And my ice like lights from AC
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| Homie I’m hot like a drop, no AC
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| They wanna freestyle, I’m tryna stay free
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| And my crew, all blue like Grape Street
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| From 8 blocks, I take shots, HD
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| I’ll blast, you’ll dash like Stacey
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| But look ock, I can’t stop, I’m waist-deep
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| Fuck crossin' over, I’m a stay street
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| Nigga I’m good, I been what the hood made me
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| I got guns, 7 inches to 8 feet
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| You ain’t Pac, you ain’t Fif', you ain’t Jay-Z
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| You ain’t Yay', you ain’t French, you ain’t wavy
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| For my coke boys, shoot a nigga face off
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| In the bookings, can make me take my lace off
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| And my belt, and the voucher for my cake, boss
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| You know I’m on top of beef like steak sauce
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| A1, since day one, I caked off
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| Still slang that 'caine and that haze dog
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| It’s a new religion, my jeans, True Religion
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| Homie scramble with notes, I’m New Edition
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| Got that hefty garbage bread
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| I’m in the backseat gettin' that Harvard head
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| Aiyy, swaggalicious, with' a bag of bitches
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| This food for thought, and they got the dishes
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| They gon' clean the pots, the coke residue
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| This that crack cocaine for you to listen to
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| We bid in the game, once again
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| I’m so special, Oooh
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| You know we luv ya luv ya luv ya long time |