| Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
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| Paper chasin' this money, I ain’t gon' never retire
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| Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
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| Paper chasin' this money, I ain’t gon' never retire
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| Everybody snitchin' so them birds gettin' higher
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| The feds they know everything, the streets on fire
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| My brother caught a nine, could’ve got a fifty (free Blacka)
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| All this iced out Eliantte cost me five fifty
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| I took a nine and a split and charged him thirteen fifty
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| I sold a nigga ten bricks and count 'til five fifty
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| Future just went number one four times in a row
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| Jugghouse on a one way, I got four in a row
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| I sold more pounds than Boston George, motherfuck Diego
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| I just stuffed a thousand pounds in a Winnebago
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| Yeah the streets on fire
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| Call the fireman 'cause the streets on fire
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| Half you rappers prostitutes, real dick riders
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| Anybody searchin' for them falcons, I got 'em
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| Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
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| Paper chasin' this money, I ain’t gon' never retire
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| Everybody snitchin' so them birds gettin' higher
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| The feds they know everything, the streets on fire
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| Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
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| Paper chasin' this money, I ain’t gon' never retire
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| Everybody snitchin' so them birds gettin' higher
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| The feds they know everything, the streets on fire
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| The block hot, the feds hot, and the pot hot
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| Pull up in a hard top, pull off drop top
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| I’m a keep on making juggs 'til my heart stop
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| I’m a 80's baby, school of the hard knocks
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| I don’t know how I survived these streets, dear lord I’m thankful
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| I’m off probation, they done took them shackles off my ankle
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| Stop that hating, I put a bag on you and let them paint you
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| These dope boy stories, I rap 'em, beat these pictures I be paintin'
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| Yeah the streets on fire
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| Call the fireman 'cause the streets on fire
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| Fifty bands a week, why would I fuckin' retire?
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| That’s just off the gas, I got hard and powder
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| Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
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| Paper chasin' this money, I ain’t gon' never retire
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| Everybody snitchin' so them birds gettin' higher
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| The feds they know everything, the streets on fire
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| Black Amigo Scooter set the streets on fire
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| Paper chasin' this money, I ain’t gon' never retire
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| Everybody snitchin' so them birds gettin' higher
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| The feds they know everything, the streets on fire |