| Nipsey, smoke that lil bitch
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| Take the cuban link off and choke that lil bitch
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| I’mma gon' expose that lil bitch
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| If you didn’t know it nigga, now you know that lil bitch, hey!
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| You a cocka roach ass lil bitch
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| I’mma take your head off and roll it, no rollin' bitch, hey!
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| Big B’s on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C’s lord
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| Black loccs, Neck gold
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| Rich bangers, Death row
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| Keep hammers, pockets bulge
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| Yea, Yea
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| Lil nigga, step off
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| Fake bangers, Just pose
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| Us niggas, snatch souls
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| Now you know, now you know Hold it, I’ll eat you like Krystal
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| All my jewelry showin' loud like a whistle
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| Hold it, know some bodies on my pistol
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| Woah, don’t push me cause I’m a killer
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| Thug, gon' and smoke that lil bitch
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| Take the ruby robe off and choke that lil bitch
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| You shoulda known, no approaching this cliqueGot the Damu riders and the Locs
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| in this bitch
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| Don’t spit out my baby, all my whips the latest
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| I know I’m the greatest, sorry but I’m taken
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| And my living room floor plan spaciousNiggas better stop playin',
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| get to busting at they faces
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| I’ll turn your goons into pieces and sell 'em overseas and
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| I ain’t gonna tease her, sit on it like a bleacher
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| Send 'em to my Haitians in Miami, they gon' eat 'em
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| Or I might send 'em to my Crips, let them defeat 'em
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| Shout out my niggas banging at the Four Seasons
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| That good drank got a skinny nigga eatin'
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| I gotta live, I could name 100 reasons, and I’m squeezin'
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| Thought I was playin', I had to show that lil bitch
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| I fucked her three times but I ain’t know that lil bitch
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| Went platinum a couple times now it’s gold on my wrist
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| Probation trottin' drugs at me, I can’t hold my piss
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| They claim that I owe the money, I don’t know that nigga
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| We throwin' up gang signs, no Zodiac nigga
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| Been locked up like three times, I can’t go back nigga
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| Got these bitches watching me like a Kodak picture but
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| What am I to do when it feel like the walls are closing in, on me?
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| Time is ticking, got the Frank on my wrist, I ain’t talking about Ski
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| I know these niggas talk about me
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| Be the same nigga who be walking 'round me
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| I tell a broke nigga «talk is cheap»
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| Thugga Thugga wit' me, can’t forget about |