| We kick in through the door, guns to his face
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| Rob him for his weight, smoke by the day
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| Running through his crib, where the money safe?
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| Bitch niggas talking shit, make 'em andale
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| Mask up, kill his ass in broad day
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| All my niggas wit' it, he don’t want play
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| We got guns that’ll leave his ass the wrong way
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| I’mma teach these niggas lessons, show 'em gun play
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| Big money, big money
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| All my niggas know, it’s how to take some
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| Running for the bag, I’mma spray some
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| Your bitch she choosing me, don’t gotta take none
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| I’m in it for the money, im the spotlight
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| Disrespect my niggas, we gon' take your life
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| I don’t show no sympathy in doing life
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| Fucking on your bitch, yeah it ain’t right
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| I’mma make her starve if she fuck with him
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| I’mma turn this movie to a rated film
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| And get to clapping at 'em, man his baby and 'em
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| These niggas dont want war, we just kill the noise
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| I rob a lot of fools, where the cash at
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| Gun play heat his ass, where the stash at
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| I don’t take shit, I look past that
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| Of course yeah I’m that nigga, yeah she on my dick
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| My niggas come with choppers, just to clear the site
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| These niggas they don’t want it, we ride threw with bikes
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| Fifty shot mack will put him on the flat
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| And I pop a lot of X, be doing dumb shit
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| Don’t make me pull a trigger, shooting out of it
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| Hollows in his 30 change his body temp
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| Bad bitches on me, I don’t conversate
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| Just fucked her, then I gotta get her out the way |