| I’m still ridin' with my Glock
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| I’m still ridin' with my block
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| I’m still plottin' on the top
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| Bitches still plottin' on my guap
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| Niggas still plottin' on my spot
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| My niggas still in the field where it’s hot
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| Still smokin' when the judge told me not
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| And I still got these streets on lock
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| Still ridin' with my pole, still don’t trust a soul
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| Still ridin' with my Rolls, still don’t trust these hoes
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| Still love me some bankrolls, I don’t love these hoes
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| Still gotta hit the bank right before he close
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| Still steppin' steel to steel, cops come, then I go
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| Still flexin' when a bitch ask me somethin', like did I know?
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| Still ridin' through the opps on L like GI Joe
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| Still sendin' shots at cops, that semi PIO
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| Lil' niggas in the field with the steel
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| I’m a lil' nigga but I am full of steel
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| You’s a lil' nigga, you can’t chill, you gon' squeal
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| Niggas still rollin' for Chief Sosa, 18 wheel
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| 2Pac on but it’s fuck the world still
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| I ain’t got no condom on, I’ma fuck the world still
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| Pull up on your thot, she gon', I’ma call that girl still
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| Then she gave me top and I ain’t call that girl still
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| But I’m still
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| Stealin' still with a steel, got a 30 in my steel
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| Nigga steerin' the wheel
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| Mayweather, Holyfield with the steel
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| Come through and knock a nigga off his mothafuckin' hill
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| Like Jack and Jill I’m still at the top
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| Knockin' niggas off the mothafuckin' hill
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| I done got me a big ass hammer
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| Like Hank I’m the king of the mothafuckin' hill
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| Still, still, still, still, steal me steal with the peel
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| Peel with the steel, go through a nigga block, get a kill and a kill
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| On the road, makin' deals, and my lil' nigga still
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| Pullin' up, doin' drills
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| And my old bitch say she still, still, fuck with me still
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| Say she in love with me still
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| She say she would still put trust in me still
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| She say she would still fuck with me still
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| These niggas still ain’t comparin' to lil'
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| Y’all still some lil' niggas
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| Still with my woah-we-wish-you-would, nigga
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| Still bloody sidewalks, nigga
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| I’m still where I was |