| They be like, «Who that? |
| Who that?» |
| It’s the motherfucker with the strap
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| Lay 'em down one by one if these suckers don’t pay the tax (Brra)
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| I can never fuck with a broke bitch unless they bring the scratch
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| Hoppin' out the '64, golden D’s and the Kangol hat
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| There ain’t no politickin' so don’t you come my way
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| Ain’t no dealin' with bitches who can’t even hold their own weight
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| I’m like a lion in the jungle, better yet a gorilla
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| My mind is twisted from all the bullshit that I done witnessed
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| I never step foot out the crib without my nine-millimeter
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| A dosage of paranoia 'cause partner, these streets will eat ya
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| I done seen too many players fall victim up to the game
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| Some forget that this is chess and not checkers so plot your way
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| I used to dream 'bout the finer things
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| Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains
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| But now I’m whippin' on a new one every single day
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| Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings
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| I used to dream 'bout the finer things
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| Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains
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| But now I’m whippin' on a new one every single day
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| Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings
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| I’m on the move, sucker niggas thinkin' we cool
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| I’m gettin' money from Killa Cali to Baton Rouge
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| Y’all can’t even get on my level, you niggas minuscule
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| Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin, you really pitiful
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| I’m in the six trey, contemplatin' a payday
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| Puffin' the ghetty green, put a bitch on like I’m Ray J
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| You see this pimpin' but deep inside of my veins
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| Cold-blooded young bitch breaker, keep a distance from these lames, uh
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| I used to dream 'bout the finer things
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| Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains
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| But now I’m whippin' on a new one every single day
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| Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings
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| I used to dream 'bout the finer things
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| Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains
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| But now I’m whippin' on a new one every single day
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| Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings |