| Real hittas with me and they might shoot
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| Great John on the beat, by the way
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| I got some real hittas with me and they might shoot
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| Gang living, hate it when she got addicted
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| And she gon' get down, call a friend to come and get her, ooh
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| That’s your bestie, I’ma have to pick her
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| She said «don't neglect me,» she said don’t forget her
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| I’m there when you get a jet ski, better respect me
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| Money coming fast, moving slow, you getting left-y
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| They say that they love me, that’s a lie
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| Keep my money wrapped up like a mummy, dead guys
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| In my pocket, I’ma stack it 'til my hundreds hit the sky
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| Remember she ain’t want me, used to leave a nigga dry
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| Now she something like a bird, if I call, she’ll fly
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| Pull up, what’s the word, pray to God you don’t die
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| I know they don’t wanna see a nigga make it out the slums
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| Wanna see me dead or in jail, anyone
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| How you getting all that bread, wanna give a nigga crumbs
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| Shooters hit you close range with a and-1
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| Look
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| Gang living, hate it when she got addicted
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| And she gon' get down, call a friend to come and get her, ooh
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| That’s your bestie, I’ma have to pick her
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| She said «don't neglect me,» she said don’t forget her
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| I’m there when you get a jet ski, better respect me
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| Money coming fast, moving slow you getting left-y
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| Gang living, hate it when she got addicted
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| And she gon' get down, call a friend to come and get her, ooh
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| That’s your… that’s your bestie
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| All up on my news feed, body like a Pepsi
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| Know she fell in love with the gang
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| And she gon' do it all, we don’t even know her name
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| Tell lil' mama get involved, pull up with a couple broads
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| Nigga you a fraud, you ain’t who you say you are
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| We was probably playing blackjack, pull a nigga cards
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| You don’t know the deal, you ain’t seen a nigga scars
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| You don’t know a nigga pain, free the gang
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| I was with them real hittas, tryna bust a nigga brain
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| Free 'Low fresh up out the chain, ain’t say a thing
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| I’m tired of shooting 30's, for Christmas I want a K
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| Gang living, hate it when she got addicted
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| And she gon' get down, call a friend to come and get her, ooh
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| That’s your bestie, I’ma have to pick her
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| She said «don't neglect me,» she said don’t forget her
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| I’m there when you get a jet ski, better respect me
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| Money coming fast, moving slow you getting left-y
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| Gang living, hate it when she got addicted
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| And she gon' get down, get down, get down… |