| 40 days & 40 nights
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| In the trap spot, wit' 40 P’s & 40 pints, yeah
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| 40 days & 40 nights
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| In the trap spot, wit' 40 P’s & 40 pints
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| Devil since a shorty, before my .40 had 40 fights
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| Quick to smell a snitch, I kill him fast if I thought he might
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| 40 days & 40 nights
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| In the trap spot, wit' 40 P’s & 40 pints
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| I’m big trippin' like the snotty nose
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| 12 gauge double with the shotty hole
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| Tryna find out how much can ya body hold
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| Ridin' wit' them chop sticks, we ain’t in karate mode
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| Last of a dyin' breed, I’m made from the Gotti mold
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| Niggas lookin' like; |
| how many fiends can a lobby hold
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| I’m with the plug thinking; |
| how many Ki’s can an Audi hold
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| Niggas dropping cause they don’t wanna see the grow
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| Kill one of ours & we gon' come & take the lives you owe
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| My .40 a dream killer
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| Fly nigga, exotic lean spiller
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| My team iller, these fiends differ, you seen Thriller
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| Blood of hustler, our genes differ a different cloth
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| Amiri, our jeans, different year
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| Y’all «solid», my team stiffer
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| Throwin' slugs like a flea flicker
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| Y’all weak niggas reekin' of cheap liquor
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| I’m reapin' the benefits of a street nigga
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| This is chess, not checkers
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| Triple S, not Sketchers
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| We cannibals like Lecter, yeah
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| Run it up like Hester
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| These niggas clowns, like jesters
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| , I’m not amused niggas
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| Goofy, confused niggas
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| Don’t let me loose niggas
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| Money’s the muse nigga
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| Your flow pediatric
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| I’m tryna feed the masses, greedy asses
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| Y’all stick to actin', nah, we don’t need theatrics
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| Coast to coast, yeah, we don’t need no passes
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| Nina made of plastic
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| I been a savage, I was never passive |