| Ayy, ayy
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| Ayy, all these pancake ass niggas
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| Weird ass niggas man, what all these niggas talkin' 'bout?
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| Ice cream ass niggas
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| Ayy, I keep a rocket in my pocket
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| Socket called a pocket rocket
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| If it’s war, we ain’t playin' games
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| Bitch, we get it started (Ra-pa-pa-pa)
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| I’m the man, clip it, keep a hunnid (Ayy, ayy)
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| Nigga, I’m a gunner
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| When it’s beef, we ain’t playin' games, we hit you and yo mama (Ayy, ayy)
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| Know that choppa, that’s that oppa stoppa (Ayy, ayy)
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| Hit you and your pops
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| I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama
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| Say-say baby, I’m not Sosa baby, but I keep a llama
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| Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda (Ayy)
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| All these tattoos on my fuckin' body, she say I’m a hottie
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| Why your girlfriend always wanna fuck me? |
| Wanna touch my body?
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| We got all type of fuckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
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| I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Ryan
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| And free Chris though, remember we was bouncin' out with .44's
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| A nigga keep it silent, in L.A. I keep a clip though
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| 'Cause no, I can’t be lackin' in these streets, I keep a pig pole (Ayy)
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| And I can’t have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us |