| If this rap shit don’t work
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| Then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| If this rap shit don’t work
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| Then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| Drug dealin'
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| I’m goin' back to my old ways
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| I’m goin' back to my old ways
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| I used to flip fifty kilos everyday
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| Until I got run up on by the DEA
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| If the rap don’t work then it’s back to flippin' coco
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| Only reason I stopped flippin' coco cause I got three kids, bruh
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| I don’t want my children to visit me up in the prison
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| So I used my drug money and I made myself famous
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| And the streets know I’m real so they all gon' respect me
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| Only thing I ever trust, it was this chopper to protect me
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| And it’s TMI Gang, fool!
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| To think that you can fuck with us you is a fool!
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| If the rap don’t work then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| Ask about yo boy Stitches in the drug game I done killed it
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| And my nigga El Chapo finally free
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| So I might just re-up on them fuckin' ki’s
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| If this rap shit don’t work
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| Then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| If this rap shit don’t work
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| Then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| Drug dealin'
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| I’m goin' back to my old ways
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| I’m goin' back to my old ways
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| I used to flip fifty kilos everyday
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| Until I got run up on by the DEA
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| The way I’m feelin' lately, man, I do not give a fuck
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| If they tryna lock me up then they is all gon' get shot up
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| It really ain’t nothin' to find out where a pussy pig lives
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| And if you fuckin' with my business then I’m fuckin' with ya kids
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| I’m a nightmere in Dade County, nigga, and it is a fact
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| Take it as a compliment if I tell you her ass is fat
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| I’m a horny ass nigga and my dick is always hard
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| Especially when I’m flippin' cocaine up on the boulevard
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| If this rap shit don’t work
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| Then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| If this rap shit don’t work
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| Then it’s back to drug dealin'
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| Drug dealin'
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| I’m goin' back to my old ways
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| I’m goin' back to my old ways
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| I used to flip fifty kilos everyday
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| Until I got run up on by the DEA |