| Whippin' in the wop
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| Grippin' on this chop
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| Mixin' in the pot, aw man
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| I be grippin' on this Glock
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| Flippin' every block
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| Fuckin' bitches like I’m Pac, aw man
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| Utter disrespect, yeah
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| It’s utter disrespect
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| Utter disrespect, yeah
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| It’s utter disrespect
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| Uh, I been smokin' green, since a teen, I been lit
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| Moolah wasn’t clean, triple beam for the bricks
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| I kept it in my jeans for the fiends on the strip
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| I done made some beans off of lean by the brick, yeah
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| Dodgin' hoes like I’m Pookie
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| Rose gold on the Dukey
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| Latex for the groupies
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| Multi-colors on the Coogi
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| I got props, I need property
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| Lucky ticket, hit the lottery
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| Real niggas on the side of me
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| Anonymous like Bobby V
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| I don’t fuck around, keep it a hundred pounds
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| This that thunderous sound straight from under the ground
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| Nigga Mass Appeal 'til the casket filled
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| All I really wanna know if her ass is real
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| Whippin' in the wop
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| Grippin' on this chop
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| Mixin' in the pot, aw man
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| I be grippin' on this Glock
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| Flippin' every block
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| Fuckin' bitches like I’m Pac, aw man
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| Utter disrespect, yeah
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| It’s utter disrespect
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| Utter disrespect, yeah
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| It’s utter disrespect
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| Yeah, check cashin', F classin'
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| Jet laggin', less traffic
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| No bunny ears, no hat tricks
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| Clean money under the mattress
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| Not relaxed, I’m more laxative
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| Shit on you niggas on accident
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| Raisin' my fist like an activist
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| Drippin' like a pint of Actavis, uh
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| Ice bucket came from Neil Diamond
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| Ten plus, bitch, I’m still shinin'
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| Twenty inches on the wheel alignment
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| Grizzly city, niggas still grindin'
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| Fort runnin', I need more numbers
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| I been hot for more than four summers
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| Prize winnin', more than five winner
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| You can never take the torch from 'em
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| Olympiad with the pen and pad
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| Passport, I’m in Trinidad
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| Boy meets world, yeah, I been a sav'
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| Swingin' racks just like tennis rackets
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| Tennis chains, Venus and Serena
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| You can seem me gleaming from the back of the arena
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| You seen 'em
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| Whippin' in the wop
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| Grippin' on this chop
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| Mixin' in the pot, aw man
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| I be grippin' on this Glock
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| Flippin' every block
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| Fuckin' bitches like I’m Pac, aw man
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| Utter disrespect, yeah
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| It’s utter disrespect
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| Utter disrespect, yeah
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| It’s utter disrespect |