| Yo yo yo yo
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| I remember them nights
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| Hoodied up, ratchets tucked, niggas knew what it was
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| Come through looking suspicious, you catching a slug
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| We won’t let you shoot first, that’s a dub
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| Clapped you just because
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| Mama, love her, have a fit if her son got hit
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| Lost his life in these streets, serving skaters out that navigator tryna get my
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| weight up
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| That bulldog barking if you try to play us
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| The wig shot made him raise up
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| The lord couldn’t have saved him, I just blazed him
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| Had to razor in my jaw just to cut the raw shit
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| My wrist flawless, my bitch flawless
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| She pissed off 'cause my other bitch panties was in the whip
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| When the coppers semi on us, then took her to Benihanas
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| Then broke the bitch something proper
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| I spent a few dollars, but it was worth it
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| Threw that dick in her cervix, the bitch squirted
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| All over my Versace sheets
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| All over my Versace sheets
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| That’s thousand dollar sheets bitch
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| Ayo, whippin'
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| Got stoves on the ceiling
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| Stoves on the Bape sweatsuit, coke dealing
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| My nigga’s PO kept calling, tryna piss him
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| Now he got another 5 years in the system
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| Got 3 kids, they don’t even know the nigga
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| Be in more shit, now you want to poke a nigga
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| Not one nigga put money on his books
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| Whip game crazy, niggas hit me just to cook
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| Everybody know me
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| I had to switch my number like Kobe
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| VVSs and the Rollie
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| You don’t wanna know the old me
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| Catch the family at the teeth
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| Dropped him on Filmore, I deal more
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| Griselda, I rob, steal, and kill for
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| Got these bitches on my heels, lord |