| Gold grill in ma mouth
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| Gold chains hanging from ma neck AYY
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| Man I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next AYY
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| Gold grill in ma mouth
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| Gold chains hanging from ma neck
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| Man I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next
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| Yeah your time is running out
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| Tell somebody that they better cut the cheque AYY
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| And I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next
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| Man a nigga want it like
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| The dark room and them lonely nights
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| And a nigga ready you don’t wanna fight
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| Running through the store like one a dem rider
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| Taking what i want i feel entitled
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| Everybody in ma city running, so you running
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| Ina minute ima check these niggas stomach
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| How you niggas say you got it when you niggas ain’t got nothing
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| And they say they are some beast
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| Well then ma niggas going hunting for you mofuckas
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| Be quiet, gimmie dat gimmie dat gimmie that
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| Be quiet you see they are sleeping
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| I came like a thief in the night for a reason
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| I used to flip bergs at that fire in Phoenix
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| Y’all see what’s happening and this is the future
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| I light up that lightning like Zeus
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| Get that money like (race car sound)
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| Gold grill in ma mouth
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| Gold chains hanging from ma neck AYY
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| Man I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next AYY
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| Gold grill in ma mouth
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| Gold chains hanging from ma neck
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| Man I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next
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| Yeah your time is running out
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| Tell somebody that they better cut the cheque AYY
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| And I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next
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| All these pictures I paint cause my walls had no paint
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| Had it easy you think this is Biggie and Faith
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| The devil been testing my faith
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| Coke in ma face I got nothing to lose
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| Man they pointing and shooting
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| Hustling I couldn’t do roofing, construction or nothing
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| My fruits and my juices is true shit
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| I’m spitting through loose lips so deuces
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| That bullshit i’m cool with
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| I’m down man I do this
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| I’m grinding i’m shining till i’m under tulips
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| I don’t spit i’m hawk in the lugi
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| Yeah aight man I got i’m hot as jacuzzis
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| I’m smoking this dubi your honor
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| Why every time it’s a problem
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| I’m hot cause I came from the bottom
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| Drink like a message in bottle you follow me
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| I’m bout to cash a cheque right now AYY
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| Say my city next rightnow AYY
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| All gold on ma neck right now AYY
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| Now i’m riding through the city with lil bitch that’s pretty and she say she
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| love the
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| Gold grill in ma mouth
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| Gold chains hanging from ma neck AYY
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| Man I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next AYY
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| Yeah your time is running out
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| Tell somebody that they better cut the cheque AYY
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| And I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next AYY
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| If it ain’t about the dollar i’m like saying
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| You fuck it up today then you can die tomorrow
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| We cut the white in half and call it Dalai-lama
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| Sickest Vee Tha Rula with that La didadi uh
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| Got it on the Molly touching everybody uh
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| She don’t see the problem she think everybody on it
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| Rula got that juice making everybody want it
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| Put these rappers in the caskette i could bury my opponent
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| Get that A1 diamonds only the Canary yellow stones
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| You get it AYY i’m with the AYY I put the AYY in Arizona
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| Bend the rec and make it crack I go chiropractor on it
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| I go firecracker you just getting fired
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| Mathes homie I go higher if i’m tired see my ass on Saturn
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| Wow then get inside her then it’s this ain’t no holy matrimony
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| This ain’t fuckle macklemore what these niggas clapping for I got a
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| Gold grill in ma mouth
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| Gold chains hanging from ma neck AYY
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| Man I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next AYY
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| Yeah your time is running out
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| Tell somebody that they better cut the cheque AYY
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| And I need a hunnid thou
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| Put ma city on we up next AYY |