| Niggas pulled me up out the bed for this shit, man
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| Just know I got a cold, I’m coughing everywhere
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| Shaking, freezing, covers on right now
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| come on, man, yo, let me get some tea, man, throw some ginger in there
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| Word up, just telling me to throw onions and garlic in my socks
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| I ain’t with all that, hand me some Theraflu, some Nyquil or something
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| Youknowhatimsaying? |
| I gotta do what I gotta do though, voice scratching and all
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| I gotta get those coins, I need coins right now, yo
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| It’s what it is, check me out, yo, aiyo
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| You can catch me on G-Street, snowflake fur on
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| Cubaned out, neck looking all beastie
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| Don’t pass me the blunt, I’m cooling, sixteen hundred grams
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| On his concrete land, it’s moving
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| From here to La Cienaga, I do hood yoga
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| I pull muscles counting money, need a new shoulder
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| Bitches circle round me on the block, I’m bossed up
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| I ain’t stabbing nothing less she got a horse butt
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| Fuck her on the side of the building, that’s a 'walnut'
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| She pregnant, ten minutes ago, she had a small gut
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| One apostle, Cuban Link skit
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| Montana Medellin, blowing both nostrils
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| Stick up kids stay away, Shaolin is far from your Emerald City
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| Call it Ox Town, trust me, I give you fifty
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| V necks on a different level
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| Staple your collar bone, you don’t want no bass treble
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| I feel murder in the air, yeah, where my soldiers
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| Where the hood at? |
| Bring 'em out, need ya’ll to hold us
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| We go marching til the whole entire world take notice
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| Wu-Block, take notice, Wu-Block, take notice
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| I’m dreaming, at the bar with Barack’s wife
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| Nancy Reagan making shots for us, TMZ sent they source
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| Hillary said I frighten her
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| Alarm go off, choking off the teeth whitener
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| I’m Don-Don, Daily News, fitted be true blue
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| I don’t gang bang, but my niggas be Su-Wu
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| It’s only a few niggas in the game that I’m true to
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| She mad I won’t fuck her, go wash that poo-poo
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| Yo, Starks, tell Vel to book more suits
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| Aiyo, Vel, tell L to call more treats
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| Snow bunnies, house wives of Orange County
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| We gun smoking bonanzas, with no bounty
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| See me? |
| My chain lower than your GPA
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| See them shooters in that building? |
| They hear to stay
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| Said you getting that for cheaper, well, what you pay?
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| Sometimes I feel like Naughty, Hip Hop Hooray |