| Take a ride through the hood, high nty
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| He given up them deals on the occupy
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| My nigga knowledge not far, probably riding in the car
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| Talking on the cellphone, rolling up another blunt
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| With the jag boys on it, we can do it with you
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| I give my niggas money and shawty, they roll it on you
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| Can get started on dawn, only, ride street harmony
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| Boom sack anyday, all the way to six three
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| Apple jacket wild, with the first to make it pop
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| Nigga still got blow, put virgin assault
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| My nigga vito, when y’all gonna see
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| That other tech nine that I used to be
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| That one on one rescue, you six feet deep
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| For nigga bit clip, that clip on your hip
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| Rest in peace, stupid J and set them dice
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| Yellow boy was a fool, soldiers slim with nuts
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| Long time, nigga, let bite in
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| We don’t talk to the fat boys
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| And them niggas shine
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| Suck them bully, my nigga little ride in
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| Drop the big shout and I bring you back about it
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| Long time, nigga, let bite in
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| We don’t talk to the fat boys
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| And them niggas shine
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| Suck them bully, my nigga little ride in
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| Drop the big shout and I bring you back about it
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| Everything’s strap when you’re spinning the bent
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| Enough men chosen a fin rap over cali
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| You chick’s been sucking the dick, we’re all about moto
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| We get the fo-fo, the dazzing on the in more
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| We’re sitting in my hood with the things on the bimo
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| You know where I be at, shout at and be that
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| To you, boy, holla at your rounds if you need that
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| You think about the kicks, now you’re coming for the itch
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| Curios disease, we’re gonna leave your blind sick
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| Remember Carry Lerow, she be more on that nigga cheek
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| They’re still getting money and they ride for me
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| I got a thing for ocho, my thing for ocho
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| My thing from ocho, my chain from ocho
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| Ocho, nigga boy, I be wiling
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| Ocho, nigga boy, living violent
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| Long time, nigga, let bite in
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| We don’t talk to the fat boys
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| And them niggas shine
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| Suck them bully, my nigga little ride in
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| Drop the big shout and I bring you back about it
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| Long time, nigga, let bite in
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| We don’t talk to the fat boys
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| And them niggas shine
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| Suck them bully, my nigga little ride in
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| Drop the big shout and I bring you back about it
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| I’m an uptown nigga, living violent
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| Cuddos when you’re setting dose, I be riding
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| Put your hand bill on the other side of the hill
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| From the thing to the thirty, homie is real
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| We don’t play by no rules, man, we cut through
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| Put a nigga to sleep, that’s why we’re here for
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| Hold a hole in the street, yeah, we can call it
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| Still one of my niggas are stealing to you
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| Burgain, burg a shoe and much to bang bang
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| Thirty day to cali-o, about the same thing
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| A million thoughts through your ceiling, hit it straight thuggie
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| Dug it through the uptown, nigga straight thuggie
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| My nigga here, my nigga biggie, mad world
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| Them TC stay in limit, nigga, young term
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| Rest in peace, Wilo, that’s my lil brother
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| Let uptown, got a whole lot of love for you
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| Long time, nigga, let bite in
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| We don’t talk to the fat boys
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| And them niggas shine
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| Suck them bully, my nigga little ride in
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| Drop the big shout and I bring you back about it
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| Long time, nigga, let bite in
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| We don’t talk to the fat boys
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| And them niggas shine
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| Suck them bully, my nigga little ride in
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| Drop the big shout and I bring you back about it |