| My people
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| I don’t fuck with nobody
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| Don’t trust nobody but my
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| My people
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| I don’t drink with nobody
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| Don’t smoke with nobody but my
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| My people
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| We laughing at niggas that think that we equal
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| My people
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| My nigga, my nigga don’t fuck with my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| We laughing at niggas that think that we equal
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| This for Fat Freddy in the whip like Ann Dreddy
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| Rest in peace boy I’m a see you at the pearly gates
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| I don’t fuck with niggas who don’t fuck with my niggas
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| Boy them the type o niggas be on first 48
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| Tell my nigga ride on, niggas ain’t real
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| When I’m prayin for your fam
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| Boy pray you get a pay
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| I got a brother doin life but he bout to come home
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| I say only my peoples if he asked me if they real
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| I’m the cocktail rubber band
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| West Side seen my first hunnid
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| Make a pussy nigga do the running man
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| White people you will never understand
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| My people up the road still ridin strapped
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| My people got hoes still lover’s fair
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| My people in a bucket money for the lair
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| My people on the low for the fab camp
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| Don’t fuck with my people
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| Don’t fuck with my people
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| Else shit could get evil
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| All in my will like Evil Knievel
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| These niggas is see through
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| PS’ing my boss lead gang popped off
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| Me and Rayven in a ‘Rrari like it’s hot sauce
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| Only my people in the club when the lights off
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| Homies in the pen and you know we sendin cake sauce
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| My people
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| I don’t fuck with nobody
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| Don’t trust nobody but my
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| My people
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| I don’t drink with nobody
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| Don’t smoke with nobody but my
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| My people
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| We laughing at niggas that think that we equal
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| My people
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| My nigga, my nigga don’t fuck with my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| We laughing at niggas that think that we equal
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| I got some people that’s locked up
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| Sent them some dough tell em stay up
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| Follow me, show you the way up
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| Make it out the hood get yo pay up
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| The Feds want me dead just for poppin
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| I’m smart and I’m hood that’s the problem
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| It’s racks in my pocket I’m poppin
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| I’m still on my block with my goblins
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| I’m never gon front on my people
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| My equals, my guallas, my partnas
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| They guck in that evil
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| Shout out till you see that’s the sequel
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| I make sure that nectal is lethal
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| In the coup with my man mannin that Rico
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| We equals these niggas are seagulls
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| I’m on that wave like a seagull
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| Most o these niggas are see through
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| My people
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| I don’t fuck with nobody
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| Don’t trust nobody but my
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| My people
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| I don’t drink with nobody
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| Don’t smoke with nobody but my
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| My people
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| We laughing at niggas that think that we equal
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| My people
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| My nigga, my nigga don’t fuck with my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| Only, Only my people
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| Only my people
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| We laughing at niggas that think that we equal
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| The people is your people
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| Don’t worry bout her people
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| Don’t worry bout his people
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| Don’t worry bout their people
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| Your people is your people
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| You know why
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| Because your vibe attract your tribe
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| You gotta embrace the people that you already got
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| You gotta be thankful for the people that you already got
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| That’s what it’s about
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| Can’t nobody take that away from you and it’s just like that |