| That nigga in the hot track
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| I’ll be banging the clubs, I never stop that
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| Dropping hits, I’ll be bumping your speakers
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| And even your tom drum will seize non stop
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| I’m top nigga, never lay low
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| You see I’m all about the ego
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| I’ve got a lot of nigga on my payroll
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| Drop down motherfucker cause I say I so
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| Oh (x4)
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| See I’m all about the ego (x2)
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| I’m top nigga, never lay low
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| Drop down nigga cause I say so
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| Okay, who the bomboclak wan test
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| I’m too big nigga, my file never compress
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| I’m blowing up the game homie no be bomb test
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| Blaka blaka, my brain is complex
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| Have a seat nigga
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| Welcome to my conference
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| I go hard baby girls wanna undress
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| I spit too much I feel like I’m tongueless
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| I’m in your face, like sunglass
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| J-Town Abariga
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| I’m killing you my nigga
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| I’m balling like oh year
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| Homie homie la liga
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| I’m losing my sense eh
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| Niggas see me janiki
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| Know that I’m a (hell) fire so me I’m loving the vanity
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| Hmmm
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| And you can tell me nothing
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| I’m so fly and the haters I’m deporting
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| They are no point guards so they’re never blocking
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| Bullets spitting at you and nigga I ain’t coughing
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| See, we’re moving on to the next one
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| Making paper everyday these boys de be vexing
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| Niggas like chicks make noise when I’m entering
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| From J-Town to my niggas down in Boston
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| I’m shutting down the system, no XP
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| Bad guy I make pot-belly sexy
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| I’m dope like coke, no pepsi
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| And see even Malcolm can’t X me
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| Till I’m in the kitchen, I gotta get my apron
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| I measure these rappers, I always got my tapes on
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| See I flow so greedy Ima put the apes on
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| I’m watching these hoes down, something like a page four
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| Flier than heathrow
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| Easy like a free throw
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| Hate me and my finger pop, no whitlow
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| Me I never spit slow
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| Treat me like a big bro
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| Diss me in the booth I consider that a cheap blow
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| They be ripping on my flow, now I’m here to jack the ripper
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| You kids better sign a just in, beiber
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| Even with the Jesus this my flow remains evil
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| Biko
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| Picturs make you slide your head off, devil
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| Sippin on nuevo
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| Still the the boss like hugo
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| Make them clone on my lambo like Q Jones
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| Yes I’m the best I’m not contesting these negroes
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| I’ve seen so much money now the banks call me hero |