| I ride bangs and loc’d up brads
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| Smoke backwoods and catch fades
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| Fuckin' with the top top top my nigga
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| Tryin' to live through the night, don’t fuck with my niggas
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| And we ride two deep, four heat
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| No stash box, burner on my lap like a laptop
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| Fuck a cop, nigga rather go to jail than get shot
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| Fuck and I’m gettin' these scrabbles up
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| Nigga will get these scrabbles up
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| It’s the movement bitch but you know we steady mobbin'
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| Niggas give a fuck ‘bout no sirens
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| Look at them niggas, they wildin'
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| We goin' crazy, ‘cause we ain’t never had shit
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| Give back to the homies, care what they do with it
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| I be in my own lane, never switchin' for the fame
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| Yeah I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game
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| Tally tally tally, used to kick in doors nigga
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| Used to bang, big guwop, while I keep the Dows nigga
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| I’m gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine
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| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game
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| Smoker on every corner
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| Live and die in California
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| Gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine
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| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game
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| Rocks up in my mouth nigga
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| That’s why I don’t play if they tryin’a get ya
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| I’m from North Cal
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| Pull up with the 40. cal
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| White girls in the club still hold me down
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| Do a show, meet the homie, move forty pounds
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| I love this street life
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| Rap cat, but burn got the sweet price
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| When the Chuck touch down, we gon' eat right
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| Two xanny bars yeah I’m a sleep tight
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| I’m rollin' cooks, blowin' dope money
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| In the club, three girls, new Goyard on me
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| No love, know my heart it’s too cold homie
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| Wait the polygraph yeah they leave it on the door for me
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| I can never leave the dope game
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| No half steeze we do the whole thang
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| We push the cookie of the cocaine
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| Got my weed runnin' through the whole state
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| I’m gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine
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| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game
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| Smoker on every corner
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| Live and die in California
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| Gettin' high, ye ain’t know it maine
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| I love this rap shit, but I miss the dope game
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| Rocks up in my mouth nigga
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| That’s why I don’t play if they tryin’a get ya |