| Face numb, taste some
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| Fiends come back for this here
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| And one like the ball players
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| Everything I cook come back and some
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| I’m a boss player
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| I cook good make it look good, damn straight
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| Put coke in the pot, take out pancakes
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| Double stacks, triple stacks, why not?
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| I got that syrup too, just call me iHop
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| Yes, I been involved with killas
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| You know, cold hearted niggas, narcotic dealers
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| Yes, you ever seen a chick straight from Colombia
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| Shit dope out, clean it, taste it in front of ya
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| But the dope flow was slow in my area
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| The coke flow was woah in my area
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| And woah meant dough in my area
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| You know I sold that woah like woah in my area, woah
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| (?), po po in my area
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| Gotta get low from my area
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| What I do? |
| I gave a chick a BBT
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| A brick and a bus ticket then she meets me (where?)
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| New town, same plan, shut it down
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| New grounds, same land Columbus found
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| American dreams, American fiends
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| I got to get money by any American means
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| Now that’s an American Idol
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| Hustla, soldier bearing his rifle when the wars on
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| Well the wars on, call off backup
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| 'Fore all y’all wind up all gone
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| BLOCKA! |
| The four long leave big holes
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| The size of windows doctors can’t stitch closed
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| I get this cake, get it straight
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| I pick up 2 bricks a day that’s what I call lifting weights
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| All while tryna dodge prison gates
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| I refuse to get caught be a number of the state
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| I’m trynna have a number every state
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| And a place I can lay when I come through every state
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| I’m straight
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| Got it down packed, pack down shorty
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| You late, still using that black ground coffee
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| My car smelling like mustard
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| That ain’t what I ate boy that’s just how I smuggle it
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| Buss it
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| Got 2 bricks in the front, 2 bricks in the back
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| Thats four bricks riding with me in this Cadillac
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| But, I’m more of an out of town nigga
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| Long as I know some out of town niggas I’m good there
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| Yea, I don’t wait for paper I locate the paper
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| Then go chase the paper, there I go
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| Stay focused any place I’m strapped in
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| Cause niggas get killed for delayed reactions
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| So one late reaction you’ll be laid and packed in
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| That casket … |