| Chevy, please let me roll this weed up
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| This the main event so watch the people pull they seats up
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| Bottle of some gin, let’s just hit a couple freaks up
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| I’ma take one home and have her singing like the Glee Club
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| Never on no cheap stuff
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| Here we got expensive taste
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| Green lights, never press the brakes
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| You can look at us roll
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| All the kush that we blow
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| You know I’m at the shows looking good for these hoes
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| Got they man on patrol
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| Shorty wanna live it up
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| Playing hard to get but she wanna give it up
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| Yeah, you smoking good but I’m probably smoking better
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| 151, taking shots with no Beretta
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| Know me homie, I’m the king
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| You could watch me do my thing
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| With a drink getting drunk, having one night flings
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| This is Pittsburgh, home of the six rings
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| We getting money now, all we hear is, «Chi-ching»
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| And we do anything to get this paper
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| So they follow everywhere we go
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| So for the bullshit, we ain’t got later
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| 'Cause we out here on this road
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| And we do anything to get this paper
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| So they follow everywhere we go
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| So for the bullshit, we ain’t got later
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| 'Cause we out here on this road
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| Cool ass, fly around, chillin', young fool
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| Gin cup sipping, that’s me, that’s what I do
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| I got the gang in my bloodstream, strong how I’m living
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| And I’m G’d up so they just throw away the kitten, it’s real
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| I swear you hella bad, the youngin Mac tell me about you
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| But we cool, if you stuck up, we can go without you
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| We on the money, he schoolin', you know I be the block
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| I swear the homie got a gift so he don’t need the block
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| Zig Zag papers, king size
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| Smoking, chilling, in angry cars, mean rides
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| Pops was a hustler and Moms ran track
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| So tell me what you get in me when you mix that
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| I just sit back, light mines
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| And middle finger you suckers with my nice rhymes
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| So whether home or on the road
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| We getting dough it follows us everywhere that we go
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| And we do anything to get this paper
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| So they follow everywhere we go
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| So for the bullshit, we ain’t got later
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| 'Cause we out here on this road
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| And we do anything to get this paper
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| So they follow everywhere we go
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| So for the bullshit, we ain’t got later
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| 'Cause we out here on this road |