| Gang gang, ayy
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| I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
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| Nigga, gang, gang gang
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| Gang, ayy, that’s what it is
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| I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
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| Bad bitch said she wanna eat a nigga kids
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| Pull up gang, swish, I got mid
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| Pussy nigga got me feelin' like I’m Kidd
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| Hit his bitch, shit, I’m in the wind
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| Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig'
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| Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs
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| Bitches know I’m that nig', see all these diamonds on me
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| Kept these bitches in the trance, it’s my climates, homie
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| Split a nigga wig 'cause he said I was phony
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| Double back with a SIG, kept a banger on me
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| I know why this nigga’s hatin', 'cause his main bitch want me
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| But I don’t love no bitches 'cause at the top, it get lonely
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| And I don’t trust these niggas 'cause they ain’t come from my corner
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| He ain’t from the Mob, he ain’t got it tatted on him
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| Soon as I bounce out with that chopper, they scattered on me
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| Toe-tag a nigga, I’ll blast you, homie
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| If I start actin' like a bitch, my niggas, they flashin' on me
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| I’m a Town nigga, ho, like Tony! |
| Toni! |
| Toné!
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| Back up 'fore I smack you, you don’t know me, know me, know me
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| I’m a Town nigga, bitch, like Tony! |
| Toni! |
| Toné!
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| Back up 'fore I smack you, you don’t know me, know me, know me
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| 45 in my drawers, keep it on me, on me, on me
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| Gang, ayy, that’s what it is
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| I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
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| Bad bitch said she wanna eat a nigga kids
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| Pull up gang, swish, I got mid
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| Pussy nigga got me feelin' like I’m Kidd
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| Hit his bitch, shit, I’m in the wind
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| Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig'
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| Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs
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| Worth a whole lot of money, I don’t need these niggas
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| Big 40 on me, I’ll squeeze my trigger
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| Cypress Village nigga 'til the death of me
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| But I still keep a shooter to the left of me
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| Good coke, I’ll give your ass the recipe
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| If the car brand new, nigga knew it was me
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| He ain’t a shooter, that lil' nigga lie straight through his teeth
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| He’d tell on me if he could go home free
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| In the name of Sid, I be stackin' these Jennies
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| Livewire strange, yeah, I still move with Penny
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| Hustle like I’m broke, got the game from Lenny
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| But I ain’t want that bitch, he got the ho from me
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| Countin' 'til my hands hurt, movin' the work
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| Told that lil' bitch to put the dope in her skirt
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| I don’t want your pussy, I want the cash in the purse
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| And I ain’t lettin' none of these niggas get no verse
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| Gang, ayy, that’s what it is
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| I just bought sixty ball-caps up at Lids
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| Bad bitch said she wanna eat a nigga kids
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| Pull up gang, swish, I got mid
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| Pussy nigga got me feelin' like I’m Kidd
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| Hit his bitch, shit, I’m in the wind
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| Ayy, gang, I be feelin' like that nig'
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| Boy, you tellin', heard you workin' with the pigs |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What It Is , by - J. Stalin. Song from the album Bay Area State of Mind 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп