| Walaalo hop out the Gary and let it spray
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| Niggas say they on me can’t see their face
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| Never had no money now we make it rain
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| Run up on the gang you might end up in a grave
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| Belly hungry now I they know my plate
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| Now she bust it open cah she know I’m paid
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| Yeah
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| Somebody lied saying crime doesn’t pay
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| I get lacaag five different ways
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| Askars on the block and somebody’s getting booked again
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| They looked in the shoes now they trying to throw the book at them
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| All this lean that I sipped a lot of money spent
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| All these risks that I take to get this money in
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| I can’t, run with no snitch best stay over there
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| And if you fuckin with them opps best stay over there
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| I was broke that shit fucked with my mind
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| Then my life transformed like Optimus Prime
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| I got switch some niggas start losing my brain
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| Smoking all this cali trying to deal with the pain
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| Made a promise to myself get this money don’t change
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| Started with some niggas they ain’t it now we estranged
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| Felt like we gon get rich but that wasn’t the case
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| All these drugs I take just to help me escape
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| Wish that I could bring my niggas back see their face
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| All these funny niggas that they could replace
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| Walaalo hop out the Gary and let it spray
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| Niggas say they on me can’t see their face
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| Never had no money now we make it rain
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| Run up on the gang you might end up in a grave
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| Belly hungry now I they know my plate
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| Now she bust it open cah she know I’m paid
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| Yeah
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| Somebody lied saying crime doesn’t pay
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| I get lacaag five different ways
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| Fuck love get racks we don’t do no net chat
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| If cro slide then he probably trying to dead that
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| Homicides city niggas trying to push heads back
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| CBK I told them all it’s just a setback
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| Forget that I got have the last laugh
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| Came a long way from weed packs in my backpack
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| Cali weed imported get it fast tracked
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| Lord bless my hooyo always praying for me
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| My nigga in the field with the 3 times 3
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| Bro don’t touch no civvies we don’t touch miskeens
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| With me or against me ain’t no in between
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| Niggas say they done got me I’m the MVP
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| We was just lil kids now this shit got deep
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| Now I’m screaming free my dawg’s and RIP’s
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| Fill another cup let me light my weed yeah
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| Walaalo hop out the Gary and let it spray
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| Niggas say they on me can’t see their face
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| Never had no money now we make it rain
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| Run up on the gang you might end up in a grave
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| Belly hungry now I they know my plate
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| Now she bust it open cah she know I’m paid
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| Yeah
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| Somebody lied saying crime doesn’t pay
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| I get lacaag five different ways |