| Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
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| A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
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| Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks
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| About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux
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| That mean I don’t hang with 'em!
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| Nah, I don’t bang with 'em!
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| It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same
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| through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything
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| he think, nigga
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| Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
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| A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
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| Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks
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| About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux
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| That mean I don’t hang with 'em!
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| Nah, I don’t bang with 'em!
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| It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same
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| through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything
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| he think, nigga
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| Wait, wait slow me up, I ain’t with that bullshit
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| Pour me up another time, now I’m on that bullshit
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| They say I turned savage I used to be on some cool shit
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| They must got me confused with the niggas I was cool with shooting shit
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| I kept shit a 'hunnid since I been a young
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| I’m used to having nothing that’s why I do all this stunting Niggas who I beef
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| with they don’t tweak cause they know how I’m coming
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| He dead on me, he run up on me, must be high off something
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| I don’t know what niggas be thinking but I know niggas be tweaking
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| Keep yo' eyes open, limit yo' blinking
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| She thirsty to have my kids so I’m gon' let her swallow my semen
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| I never refused them county calls cause not one time my shit ringed
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| Cause I know how that shit feel, fake niggas gon' say that real Real niggas
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| gon' play they role, broke niggas can’t pay they bill I wish niggas stop all
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| this block popping but I guess that’s the way that they drill
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| Two cups, two blunts, two bottles popping the only way my pain gon' heal
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| Say I know how that shit feel, fake niggas gon' say that real Real niggas gon'
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| play they role, broke niggas can’t pay they bill I wish niggas stop all this
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| block popping but I guess that’s the way that they drill
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| Two cups, two blunts, two bottles popping the only way my pain gon' heal…
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| («Wait hol' on! «)
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| Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
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| A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
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| Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks
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| About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux
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| That mean I don’t hang with 'em!
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| Nah, I don’t bang with 'em!
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| It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same
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| through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything
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| he think, nigga
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| Ride through the opps hood in the steamer van
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| If we see a opp, slide doors
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| Five niggas hop out with' eight or nine poles '
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| Till like 89 shots, fuck like 85 hoes I’m a motherfucking demon OTE be the team
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| and we do too much for no reason
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| Been sipping on lean so I’m leaning off all of these drugs
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| You take all of these slugs if you tweaking
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| All of them shots!
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| Lil' nigga don’t leave off this block until you get off all of them rocks
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| Yelling block and I be with them 50 niggas
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| They know 50 got all the lil' thots
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| They like, «Damn, we can’t take y’all!»
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| «Catch y’all at the club we gon' spray y’all!»
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| Better ask the opps about Shay Dog Cannon, how we do y’all? |
| Move shit around
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| like a U-Haul
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| Better ask the opps about Q-Ball before you get yo' shit blew off!
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| I be with' a whole lotta' shooters, I be with' a whole lotta' killers Got a
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| whole lot of Rugers, smoking on a whole bunch of Munchie
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| Flexing on a whole scout, money, hoes say I’m acting funny Everybody know I
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| keep a ratchet, two Glock.40's with a Tec And I’m in love with the act and just
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| hollered at the plug, better patch it
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| Give a fuck if he taxing, I’m a make this shit back, man
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| Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
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| A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
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| Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain’t give two fucks
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| About no nigga, I treat niggas like I’m Ku Klux
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| That mean I don’t hang with 'em!
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| Nah, I don’t bang with 'em!
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| It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same
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| through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything
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| he think, nigga |