| I was bumpin' that 50 Cent
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| Then popped in that trap or die
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| Just finished a blunt of kush
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| Oh boy now I’m really high
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| I was sipping that Rozay Malt
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| Bumpin' that Carter III
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| I just may be paranoid
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| Or somebody’s following me
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| That’s why I don’t like to smoke
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| Why I don’t like to drink
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| While listening to that gangsta shit
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| If I’m so pie a nigga think
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| I jumped in my ???
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| Popped in my nigga plies
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| Stopped by Grandma house got the choppa'
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| Now bitches turned around
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| Onto North Memphis turnin corners
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| Trunk full of marijuanna
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| 650 for a pound
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| Right now if a nigga want em
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| Went to ten-five percent
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| Ac blowin' out the vents
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| ??? |
| Dawg I’m just tryna pay the rent
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| I stopped by the corner store
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| Bought me some sandwich bags
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| Box of that baking soda
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| Headed back to the lab
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| Just got the phone call
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| Plug say the made it in
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| Say they gone front me 20
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| If I can pay for 10
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| Tell them to drop the price
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| Pay for them all today
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| 450 thou' sitting back on they way
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| (Money machine whirs and beeps)
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| (450. It’s all there)
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| (Very good. I’ll see you next time)
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| My credit score super good
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| A’int talkin' no equifax
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| I.R.S. |
| on these niggas
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| They bout to get super taxed
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| We like the secret service
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| We only speak in codes
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| A whole notha' language homie
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| Some shit you will never know |