| Flow infinity, my mind insanity
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| Last on the track, where the fuck is vanity?
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| Riding on the train with my nigga Nipsey
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| We got it locked from the to the fucking 60s
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| I’m bout to gas off, pass off this Mary Jane
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| 2010, it’s our year motherfucker
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| We snatching every chain, bring the cars out
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| Yup bring em all out
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| Buy the fucking mall out 'cause we bout to ball out
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| Niggas ain’t wit us getting hauled out
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| I’m from a block where they cook rock
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| Yeah, bring the guitars out
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| Fresh out the dog house, red Chucks, red land
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| Weaving through this rush hour traffic to this Redman
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| My goons behind me in a red van
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| Run up, you a dead man, 12 car caravan
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| All black seven series, nigga I’m getting it
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| Just bought an SL and yea I’m bout to live in it
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| Champage glasses, model bitches clashing
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| What niggas fucking with us? |
| We just asking
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| 100% satisfaction
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| Hitting harder than the PAC-10
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| And we hold Mac 10s
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| Mac 11s, don’t even drive down Slauson
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| I swerve through Compton, get popped for flossin'
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| That’s boss shit, gave red and blue the call quick
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| Nigga talk shit, Bbt his ass call clips
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| Red alert, that’s danger nigga
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| Me and Nip in the club with the bangers nigga
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| Out of my mind, out of control, cuz, it’s 6−0
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| This niggas gon rich roll and bounce like 6−4s
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| Big cribs, fast cars, motherfucker we in it
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| Taking trips OT to OZ’s up in the winter
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| Suicide doors on the Chevrolet
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| We in the hood like what? |
| Like everyday
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| Grew up grimy like what? |
| Go get a K
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| Come through let off shots I’m a renegade
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| Like Em and Jay Or like MJ
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| Flying cuz in the Jays
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| North Carolina number 10s and I’m getting paid
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| Smoking in the shade
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| I’m off that California kush, nigga feel the fade
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| Yup, cuz every motherfucker still afraid
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| Nigga got a vest on, get his ceiling sprayed
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| Headshot, hit his ass with a red dot
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| Can’t move, bullets like a UFC leg lock
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| We getting my while the feds watch
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| Run and snitch
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| That’s the same shit got that nigga Fred shot
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| Diamond chain like bedrock
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| You know me, I’m like New Era
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| I get head a lot, I wear red a lot
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| I be in that Magic jersey with the beretta cocked
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| Nigga I will never stop |