| As is, I ain’t changing for you suckers
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| If you ain’t fucking with me, fuck ya
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| And if you ain’t feeling how I feel, fuck ya
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| You bitches ain’t paying my bills, so fuck ya
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| I’m a Boss, hogg outlaw, riding for my clique
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| Or you can ride with us or eat a sick dick
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| I tell it how it is, them niggas speak fiction
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| I gotta keep it real, that shit is an addiction
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| So open up ya ears, all ya gotta do is listen
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| Then every time you see me, I’ma pull the description
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| If I say I got a Bentley than that bitch outside
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| If I say the watch 50, ask my jeweler if I lie
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| Thug boss bitch
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| I don’t give a fuck, if I do it’s fuck you
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| If you don’t like what a nigga do, fuck you
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| That shit you niggas talking ain’t true, fuck you
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| We got our money right nigga, what you wanna do
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| I don’t give a fuck, if I do it’s fuck you
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| If you don’t like what a nigga do, fuck you
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| That shit you niggas talking ain’t true, fuck you
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| We got our money right nigga, what you wanna do
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| I don’t give a fuck, if I do, it’s fuck you
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| Running threw these hoes like Maurice Jones Drew
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| Life on the edge, I want my jumpsuit
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| My hoes keep their mouth closed like they suck glue
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| Weezy in this bitch, Thugga I got ya
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| I’m all up in they face like the fucking eye doctor
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| Fuck with me wrong turn ya brains into pasta
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| Double barrel punk, it look like nostrils
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| Real nigga status, real nigga period
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| You a real nigga, now that’s a conspiracy
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| Young money shit, you gon need some artillery
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| Science class nigga, me and money got chemistry
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| Ain’t no punchlines in my rhymes I’m like this and like that
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| Its just 36 lines of straight facts
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| Okay I take that back, 36 lines of crack
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| Now that’s a brick hard nigga can you buy that
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| Try that
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| Is that shit that you rap about real?
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| Okay tell me this, how many niggas you done killed?
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| Okay, tell me this, is your clique really trill
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| Or you just get gassed on, these pay the bills
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| The niggas tell the truth what would they be saying
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| Be caught up in the streets and be like I was just playing
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| That’s why they get robbed or set up for the slam
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| I’ma be me even when I’m verse laying |