| Real street nigga, ain’t no flaws in me
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| Half a ticket on me and I ain’t brought it all with me
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| If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me
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| They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain’t let you fall with me
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| And I ain’t gon let you walk with me if you ain’t crawl with me
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| Ten chains on but I ain’t brought it all with me
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| Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
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| First foreign I ever had was a 650
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| Me and 550 had pounds for 450
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| My partner Ty gave me half on 650
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| Fuck the feds, free Trotter and OG Ricky
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| I’m part of the Mob just like Gotti, get the scrap 50
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| And I ain’t leaving out the house without the sack with me
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| At sixteen I was in school and I had crack with me
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| Everyday breaking in houses, me and
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| Stayed down, got us 36, call it Jerome Bettis
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| Fuck the money up and told Side bring a 50
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| 100 a piece from Slime and Future, that’s a quarter milli
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| In 6 months I made 2 M’s stretching work like a gym
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| I love my niggas just like brothers so thank God for them
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| Real street nigga, ain’t no flaws in me
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| Half a ticket on me and I ain’t brought it all with me
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| If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me
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| They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain’t let you fall with me
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| And I ain’t gon let you walk with me if you ain’t crawl with me
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| Ten chains on but I ain’t brought it all with me
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| Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
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| First foreign I ever had was a 650
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| Bought that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, cost me 650
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| Used to punch on niggas with Scooby and JJ
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| Foe caught a body, I was sendin' him JPay
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| I ain’t wanna die, was only in 6th grade
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| We was getting shot at, I’m calling ShayShay
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| I know last week sent my momma a dub
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| Then walked in Barney’s and spent like 8K
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| I was like fifteen up in the club
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| Glock under my belt, had that bitch on hug
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| When I got shot, tell the Police none
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| My momma knew she raising a thug
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| Walk in that bitch, three empty guns
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| She just gon sweep that under the rug
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| 'Member I ran through that sixty and ain’t had none
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| Took some lil pints, told him get it in blood
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| Now I’m spending a whole bunch of hundreds
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| A Lil Pint, what you sippin' the blood
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| What I’m is, we’re Bloods
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| What I’m is, a 150 dubs
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| That’s how we went on the run
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| We’d get bored, shoot niggas for fun
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| We try and practice some
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| Oh, he thought he wasn’t no factor huh?
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| Real street nigga, ain’t no flaws in me
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| Half a ticket on me and I ain’t brought it all with me
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| If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me
|
| They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain’t let you fall with me
|
| And I ain’t gon let you walk with me if you ain’t crawl with me
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| Ten chains on but I ain’t brought it all with me
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| Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s
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| First foreign I ever had was a 650 |
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