| Yo hold me down nigga
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| Yo hold me down nigga
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| Just hold me down nigga
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| {Fuck a bitch, make ya beef ya wife
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| 'n these fiend for the cream til they team is tight}
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| Yo at Miami, at the Rolex, the strip bar club
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| Even at Cocos, the strip bar club
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| Sometimes at Medallions, the strip bar club
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| Always with dubs, 5 and 10's, cappin battles of Don
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| For the crazy, spend my cash
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| But you know I never pay for the head and ass
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| Were my niggas at? |
| gettin lap dances
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| Smiles on they face, feel good my niggas be laced
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| Used to be on the block, just sellin they rocks
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| Now they chillin with me gettin legal knots
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| Double L techs, ain’t nigga be Vex
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| Rockin ice burn, never too good to wear Guess
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| Makin it happen, seein my niggas makin it rappin
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| While ya niggas be broke and ya never be laughin
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| We on jet ski’s and scooters, private jets
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| Don’t you know we still have our ties to the projects
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| Every nigga that you talk to, ain’t ya man
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| And every nigga that you hang with, ain’t ya fam
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| See a snake like a mile away, niggas say I’m weak now
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| And I ain’t even hungry
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| So listen up, yo this is what I gotta say
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| I still hungry yo I eat like twice a day
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| But ya can suck my dick like Mart LeMay
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| Cool and honest, now a nigga really be arogent
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| My nigga Outlaw who used to live up in Faragent
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| We got niggas from all around the world
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| We even got hoes now, better ask ya girl
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| We can drink with weed, I’ll make ya hurl
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| Straight twisted, with hydro and how ya be lifted
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| I told you to hit it light, before ya hit it
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| But you ain’t listen so ya ass is corse
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| But you can’t hang with me cuz ya ass is soft
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| Aiyo one’s for the money, two’s for the bitches that suck dick
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| Three is for pops and shit, Rest in Peace Mambo
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| Yo I love you daddy
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| Soon as 'Pone came home, yo he cop the Caddie
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| Tell Bob My Weave, we doin are thing
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| And we got like a whole lotta money to bring
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| Do are thing with the bent, plus we grown as men
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| Feedin like 15 niggas, that’s next to kin
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| Sprung niggas out the hood with us
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| Yo when we do shows, we still got the hood with us
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| I know you love that, see us on stage, all drunk, with a thug hat
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| Mic check, so much henny moet
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| That’s BK on the wheels, cuttin up the steels
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| The niggas bring gats still, just to keep a rep
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| So don’t disrespect, ya won’t see the tech
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| Mano-a-mano, probaly see ya niggas tomorrow |