| I’m a muthafuckin menace
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| Cold blooded vicious
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| Niggas comin up missing
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| Tryna fuck with the villains
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| When I hit the scene paparazzi take pictures
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| Pockets so deep it break space-time dimensions
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| I’m a menace
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| Cold blooded vicious
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| Niggas comin up missing
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| Tryna fuck with the villains
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| When I hit the scene paparazzi take pictures
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| Pockets so deep it break space-time dimensions
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| Hopped out the 'vette, money on deck
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| Me and all my niggas do whatever for a check
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| Inner city wilding for that money and respect
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| When I’m sliding in that hummer baby mothers rubberneck
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| Brand new crib, mansion so spacious
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| Got more artillery that military bases
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| Like I’m in The Matrix all I see is green faces
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| Try to pull a caper I keep AKs adjacent
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| And I’m still geeked, my clique deep
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| We be in the gentle throwin dollars every week
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| Walkin out the bank with them hundreds and them 50s
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| I feel like a condom ain’t nobody fuckin wit me
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| Clique gotta eat, yeah we gotta hustle
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| Big body trucks spin the block like space shuttles
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| I’m a big stepper turn small towns to rubble
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| Fuckin with my brothers get you popped like some bubbles
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| Gold grill shinin, Tesla S glidin
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| Hit auto pilot gettin top while reclining
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| Swerving outta Casablanca back to Carolina
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| Now these diamonds on me blinding lookin wetter than vaginas
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| Cuz I’m a menace
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| Cold blooded vicious
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| Niggas comin up missing
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| Tryna fuck with the villains
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| When I hit the scene paparazzi take pictures
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| Pockets so deep it break space-time dimensions
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| I’m a menace
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| Cold blooded vicious
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| Niggas comin up missing
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| Tryna fuck with the villains
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| When I hit the scene paparazzi take pictures
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| Pockets so deep it break space-time dimensions |