| I know you ain’t gon' act like, like you ain’t know
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| That we were bout that life
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| We will snatch you out that light, whenever we say so
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| I know you ain’t gon' act like, like you ain’t heard
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| What you were gonna get, If you out here disrespecting
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| My nigga, you gon' learn
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| I know you ain’t gon' act like
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| Like we ain’t gettin money
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| Made it rain in the club with the stage all hunna
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| Got a young nigga that a let a gag off for me
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| Wait a minute now homie
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| (I know you ain’t gon' act)
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| Like you the only nigga with some niggas
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| Who considered us some killas
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| Dig it, before the rap shit we were real drug dealers
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| And we still drug dealers
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| (I know you ain’t gon' act like)
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| Like I ain’t the one
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| Who been a trap nigga since 91'
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| Don’t pee in the game, you be tryin' to run
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| Like hold up, nigga
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| (I know you ain’t gon' act)
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| Like you a thang, you just finna sittin' here do thangs
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| Cuz your booted up tryna impress your boo thang
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| I’mma pull a strap on his ass like
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| (I know you ain’t gon' act like)
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| Hold up dog, who the fuck you talkin' to?
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| You know what dog? |
| Look, you better slow up dog
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| Cuz I will air your ass out like a blow up doll
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| (I know you ain’t gon' act like)
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| Like you can’t get hit
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| With the same thang Hussein did
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| Did drugged through the city like you ain’t shit
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| It’s how we do things here
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| Like I’m about that life
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| I done shot niggas in broad day light
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| Done so much shit that I shoulda got life
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| My whole hood tell ya gotta earn my stripes
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| Pittsburgh streets, stand behind one nigga
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| That’s me, cause they know that I ride, my nigga
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| Burn the clothes, get the bleach, break the nine, my nigga
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| Bring instructions to the niggas doing crime, my nigga
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| Snatch yo ass outta life, put yo ass in the light
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| Get to lampin' on your porch in the middle of the night
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| Got a couple young niggas that you can’t get life
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| Gotta do it outta love, they don’t need no price
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| Niggas gon' respect my type, I was really in the trap
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| Sittin dope in the rice
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| Got six changes, niggas neva snatch my ice
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| My name speakin' volume, I don’t need no mic
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| Hold up, check my jacket, nigga
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| Really wrapping bricks, I ain’t rapping, nigga
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| Home invasions, I’m acting, nigga
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| Caught a case in new ken, trying to snatch', a nigga
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| I’m bout what you really ain’t bout
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| You ain’t neva got shot same day, spin bin
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| You ain’t kill nobody, you ain’t rob nobody
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| Did time in the pen |