| I had it figured it was someone close
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| Cause the nigga that’s close
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| Are the motherfuckers that know the most
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| (Gangsta Boo)
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| It’s like this
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| I’m tellin’my niggas about this broke ass bitch
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| That wanna jump into some shit
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| That hoe done snitched on my click
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| We livin’swell
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| Pockets bail matches on her own legs
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| I’m livin’life the fuckin’queen
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| With my money I made
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| I got to let my nigga know before the news hit the block
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| That this bitch done told the Fed’s he was pushin’them rocks
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| So what to do, what to do to this bitch ass snitch
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| She played up on my fuckin’nigga
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| He wasn’t givin’them dick
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| I grab my keys, get to the car
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| Ballin’to a pay phone
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| To call up Paul at home to get a couple of them tones
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| Let me see, where would she be Hmm, is it really hard to tell
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| She knows the mafia well
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| She knows that we gonna send her straight to hell
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| But I’ll call down below key
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| Like I really don’t know
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| I stay at home, stop my shipment so I won’t go for broke
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| Someone had wanted to see us fall
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| But we stayin’on the top
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| We beat the playas that be ballin’cause the party don’t stop |