| Same gang from
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| K9 from right outta the pound
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| Flang one in the 40 right now
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| I’d sail the kite if I could
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| Watch the switch, like it’s all good
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| Money stacking up like it should
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| I’d merk anybody for you
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| I’d kill anybody for you
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| 'Member days I ain’t had no money
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| Now foreign coupes, at least we runnin'
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| Y’all do anything for ya honey
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| I’ll do anything for the shyne
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| And like I said, that I’m callin' the scene
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| Glime set for my family
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| Thought you were Hoes
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| Throw your chopper right on me
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| Know you’ll murk the whole scene
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| smell on me
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| still actin'
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| Y’all niggas still actin' like broads
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| And yeah, nigga, I seen
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| I’ma write it in a song
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| Puttin' one in th air, diamond doves flyin' on the grave
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| Racks I’ma do, don’t know how to count your last days
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| Sam gang from
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| K9 from right outta the pound
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| Flang one in the 40 right now
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| I’d sail the kite if I could
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| Watch the switch, like it’s all good
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| Money stacking up like it should
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| I’d murk anybody for you
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| I’d kill anybody for you
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| 'Member days I ain’t had no money
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| Now foreign coupes, at least we runnin'
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| Y’all do anything for ya honey
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| I’ll do anything for the shyne |