| If my niggas say «fuck you», then it’s fuck you
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| Fuck your friend, that my brother from a different mother
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| When we ain’t had shit, we always had one another
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| You know I’m ridin for you, dog, we got each other
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| Don’t fuck around with my bro, my partner, my friend, my homie
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| Trappin made us closer now
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| Trappin made us closer now
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| You turned me to a beast, I got the swag like Keef
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| Stole that shit like a thief
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| My pockets as big as Monique
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| ASA, put in the streets
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| I’m thinkin it bend over and spill
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| Show out the presses, you feel
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| They don’t want me to take him back and steal
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| Knew you was a savage, we put the city on smash
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| Nigga was pouring up Ak, we fucked a stripper on the Xannie
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| Strong set, don’t run off with it
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| Goddambit, we winning
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| Rap up the dope, we stack it and sell it
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| Draped in shit, I say what I’m feelin
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| These niggas ain’t makin no noise, just pour me a cup or 2
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| That’s word to my brother, salute
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| If my niggas say «fuck you», then it’s fuck you
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| Fuck your friend, that my brother from a different mother
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| When we ain’t had shit, we always had one another
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| You know I’m ridin for you, dog, we got each other
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| Don’t fuck around with my bro, my partner, my friend, my homie
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| Trappin made us closer now
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| Trappin made us closer now
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| We ride for life, you know it
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| Came straight up out the mud
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| Ten toes out of them slums
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| Fuck you and your plug
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| You better have love for the thugs
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| All of my niggas official
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| You niggas is square like some crystals
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| We the ones buying the sections, you probably drank all the liquor
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| No, I don’t run from you niggas
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| Half of you rappers is suckers
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| If Booke or Dro say «fuck 'm», then it’s fuck 'm
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| Freaky say «fuck 'm», it’s fuck 'm
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| Shad my cousin, don’t touch him
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| Crack in the wallit, gave it to my brother
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| Put the Yayo in the Tims, yeah, I love him
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| If my niggas say «fuck you», then it’s fuck you
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| Fuck your friend, that my brother from a different mother
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| When we ain’t had shit, we always had one another
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| You know I’m ridin for you, dog, we got each other
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| Don’t fuck around with my bro, my partner, my friend, my homie
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| Trappin made us closer now
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| Trappin made us closer now |