| Yeah
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| Y’all know what type time I’m on, man
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| It’s thugga
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| Yo
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| I got the triple beam scale in the drawer
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| Drop safe, I got a couple bands on the floor
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| The 50 cal by the door
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| I only fear the battering ram
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| Hey yo
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| Yo I’m a foreign car handler
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| Raw scrambler
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| Large gambler
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| I just beat a charge in Los Angeles
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| Huh!
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| Now I don’t care what y’all status is
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| We was all scavengers
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| Violate me to cause a massacres
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| Huh!
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| The wrong challenger
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| 22 long is a small caliber
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| But these bullets is long travelers
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| They start in the back of ya
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| Pow!
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| The your heart start attacking ya
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| Then they fuck up your cardiovascular
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| My man sprayed this bitch Porsche lavender
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| Other hoes mad at her
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| They wasn’t on them flaws in Attica
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| I got a squad of all traffickers
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| I got enough paper and squares to make a small calendar
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| Huh!
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| Last time they kicked the door down
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| They found 554 thou under the floor tab
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| But they couldn’t find the working drugs
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| I ended up having to pay some back taxes
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| Nigga we corporate thugs
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| I got the triple beam scale in the drawer
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| Drop safe, I got a couple bands on the floor
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| The 50 cal by the door
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| I only fear the battering ram
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| Papoose and 38 Special
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| Cartier glasses will grain specs
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| The gun handle tied to the drawstring of my gray sweats
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| Gold Jesus piece with the nails piercing in slain flesh
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| My jeweler baptized it in holy water to stay blessed
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| The batting ram knocks in the Caravan I’m fake stressed
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| A wise hustler never keep his birds in the same nest
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| Calculated moves of a grandmaster who plays chess
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| Gun in your mouth now you talking with 12 gauge breath
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| The cat burglar got your amplifier and tape deck
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| You can hear his feet running down the fire escape steps
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| Black leather gloves while clutching the nickel plate tech
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| They’ll leave fingerprints never use gloves that’s latex
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| Sick and tired of fighting police homie I’m straight vexed
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| Cops pepper sprayed me so much they think my name Treach
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| Bought a loose condom for 50 cents safe sex
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| Your girl head game was like Long Island Great Neck
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| I got the triple beam scale in the drawer
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| Drop safe, I got a couple bands on the floor
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| The 50 cal by the door
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| I only fear the battering ram |