| Ayy, I just took a trip last week
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| Pockets fat, look like a nigga hit Cache Creek
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| Chopper hit the passenger, just in the back seat
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| Bitch like, «Yatta, did you really catch 'em in the back streets?»
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| Hell yeah, face up, left him on his asscheeks
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| Then we skrrt to the block, ain’t nothin' happen that day
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| Ayy, I was raised that way
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| Try and snatch my chain, you get blazed that day, gang
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| Nigga, this ain’t county, fuck a fade
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| Fuck I look like fightin'? |
| Chopper look like got two legs
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| Ayy, run up in your trap, I home invade
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| Earned a lot of benjis off this fuckin' drug trade
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| I just took a trip last week (Last week)
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| Sold two hundred sips last week (Twelve bands)
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| Blew through a hundred strips last week (Ten bands)
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| Nutted on a bitch asscheeks (Nigga, ugh)
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| I just took a trip last week (Last week)
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| Sold two hundred sips last week (Twelve bands)
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| Blew through a hundred strips last week (Ten bands)
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| Nutted on his bitch asscheeks (Nigga, ugh) |