| Like here we go againnn, I’m back
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| Gotta put my city on the map
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| Had to get my bro out the trap
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| Shows gettin' packed like here we go againnn
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| Let’s ride, everybody one hundred on my side
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| Niggas know I’ll die for my squad, eye for an eye
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| Here we go againnn
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| Here we go againnn
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| I’m done playin' this is it, really feelin' blessed God gave me a gift
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| Yeah, that’s my side chick but she faithful as shit
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| 3s up, Vs up and I ain’t gonna quit
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| Had her on her knees givin' thanks to the dick
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| Fell in love quick, put my name on her tit
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| Gang in this bitch, flame as it gets
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| When we talkin' about greats, put my name in the mix
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| Feed me a beat, I’ma mangle the shit
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| Insides blue like I strangled the whip
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| Do anything for a shirt and a pic
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| F.O.D. |
| know you heard of the clique
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| We’re all authentic, every word is legit
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| See you goin' fast but you swervin' and shit
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| Niggas peewee league, better learn how to hit
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| Self made nigga, yeah I earned every bit (quit)
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| Can you stop with the pop shots?
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| Got guap in our socks, now we top notch
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| I get this bitch jumpin' like hopscotch
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| Takin' anybody here for the top spot
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| Nigga you don’t want no smoke, like a nigga that don’t smoke that be sittin'
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| there quiet in a hotbox
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| Better watch for the shot clock, 3s up, nigga why not?
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| Now here we go againnn, I’m back
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| Gotta put my city on the map
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| Had to get my bro out the trap
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| Shows gettin' packed like here we go againnn
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| Let’s ride, everybody want a hundred on the side
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| Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye
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| Here we go againnn
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| I been this way for so long
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| I swear to God I ain’t changin'
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| I’m just thankin' God that we made it
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| Don’t come up short on my payments
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| That’s dangerous (that's dangerous)
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| I’m livin' life they can’t tame me
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| No favors, no favors
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| Like here we go again
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| Yo, Here we go again
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| I’ma pull up on em in a brand new Benz
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| Day 1 homies, ain’t no new friends
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| Hella bars in the car, we don’t do this for pretend
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| Regardless, heartless if they cross me
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| Always came the hardest, watch 'em, they my offspring
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| Often been the target, the wall my back was up on it
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| You broad wanna back up on it, I’m guarded, momma you lost me
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| I don’t play games with it, independent hall of fame with it, with my name
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| written
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| You ain’t bang with us, you a fake, you stay kiddin'
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| You say you wanna see me when I’m out but you stay hidden
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| I don’t stray with it, you play pimpin', I’m ballin'
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| 6 figure cheques still on the desk in my office
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| 6 did it best, I’m growin', it’s time to harvest
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| Smarter with the talkin' you think that I went to Harvard
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| Coffins I’m fillin' em, feelin' like I need Ritalin
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| Drillin' 'em off adrenaline, someone gonna need to reel 'em in
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| Riddles written with synonyms, venomous
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| Futuristic is iller then competition, I’m in it to get the benjamins
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| Give em to all my niggas and take a trip with some women friends
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| Genuine since beginning, my vision is what I’m livin' in
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| Woah, that boy cold, I’ma pass it to my nigga like
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| Now here we go againnn, I’m back
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| Gotta put my city on the map
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| Had to get my bro out the trap
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| Shows gettin' packed like here we go againnn
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| Let’s ride, everybody want a hundred on the side
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| Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye
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| Here we go againnn
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| Here we go againnn
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| I been this way for so long
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| I swear to God, I ain’t changin'
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| I’m just thankin' God that we made it
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| Don’t come up short on my payments
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| That’s dangerous (that's dangerous)
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| I’m livin' life that can’t tame me
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| No favours, no favours
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| Like here we go again
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| Niggas sell papers just to put dick in a slut
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| Terminator guns, should of lift up a truck
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| Squares in a circle, can’t kick it with us
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| We in the bitch, got it lit like cigarette butts
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| Unorthodox, they can’t put me in a box
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| A-town nigga till they put me in a box
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| I’m flexin' on 'em, tell 'em put me in the drop
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| My diamonds two step, bank account Milly Rock
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| Trap niggas at the Met Galla, MAC-11 uh, watch the head splatter
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| Put 'em in the ocean with the red snappers
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| Guillotine Benton, I behead rappers
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| Hoppin' out the foreign like, gangster bitch servin' niggas, soccer
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| Hatin' as nigga get a hobby, gang of bad bitches give me sloppy
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| Poppin' tags, threw a bag at a body, fresh to death, toe tag on my body
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| Kamikaze hitman, Luca Brasi, bullet holes in your man’s new Ferarri
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| My side bitch let me fuck her and her friends
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| If you ain’t fam nigga then it’s fuck you and your friends
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| It’s the God in this bitch, the whole city goin' in
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| Got the motherfucker jumpin' like
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| Now here we go againnn, I’m back
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| Gotta put my city on the map
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| Had to get my bro out the trap
|
| Shows gettin' packed like here we go againnn
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| Let’s ride, everybody want a hundred on the side
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| Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye
|
| Here we go againnn
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| Here we go againnn
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| I been this way for so long
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| I swear to God, I ain’t changin'
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| I’m just thankin' God that we made it
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| Don’t come up short on my payments
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| That’s dangerous (that's dangerous)
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| I’m livin' life that can’t tame me
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| No favours, no favours
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| Like here we go againnn |