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Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy, The
And I brought two of my niggaz me
And we about to shut the down
Aiyyo wheezy, let's get it

Hit me, front that shit, the south side
Got a fat dick on your wide
come to take it outside, nah, do it right here
Hop out later ownin' home that you fuckin' with

Wheezy F baby, please say the
with your bitch, got keys on the lady
Triple gold four tires on the whip
Young Carter slidin' out, I'm flyer than the

Yeah, than an angel, or hotter than the devil, the pot or kettle, uh
The metal let 'em burn like earth births, uh
If there's any beef, I come runnin' Mertz, uh
up, eagle street I'm throwin' my curve up
We take your ice cream and turn you sherbert

I got flow, I'm like sure, but if it's about dough, I'm sure 'nuff
I'm from the bunch, birdman J R, you niggaz bird lunch
I see your moving but I ain't heard much
You see the wrist moving, it look like pure

I hear the playa hating but I endorse such
I got the escalade, like the tour bus
I got the styrofoam poured up syrup

And in the tires little package is
Might I spend a deal with these Firestones?
I spit like Myer's bones, in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes, I got

I got vicadens, valiums I ain't
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin, and how we rockin'
How can you that bop unless I'm be bopping
Yeah, skip when you hear click
Cash nigga, I'm that shit, whose begging, uh

what I'm talking about
Now Fab, spit at these niggaz and let know
Why they fuckin' with you

You're right, I'm feelin' myself
A chauffeur, no Sir, I'm wheelin'
Looking for a chillin' for self
So I can her the suicides, and talk her into killin' herself

I'm having problems dealing with
But you wouldn't understand it, until you get a yourself
You niggaz must've got a for your health
CD is frozen food, it just chills on the shelf

I big, at any time I can start splurging
The twin cigs open chests like a heart
And I'm up, I'm just a blue collar crook
But I keep a stack thick as few books, I got a new polished look
And twenty dime bitches, to show y'all niggaz how my two look

The got at least six digits on
So the guns gotta be at least midget
The money is ten bridges long
I throw around just to turn pigeons on

I got some good smoke for puffers
The two grand twenty's make The suffer
Plus fluffer, than a cotton ball
gotten calls, wantin' me to put the pot in malls

But nowadays you put it past 'em
I got a Dan Marino arm, I'm 'bout to some bullets past 'em
And the niggaz in the hood keep quotin' my
I jump ship, I keep floatin' in mine, long as I keep toting, I'm fine
I'mma have these dick sucking niggaz throatin' the nine

I jumped in the English ship, benzed
It's Terminator 2 chrome the dip
I'm reading scripts, no, not the
The box office shit, I box off this

Jessica Alba, Dunst
And still make a mil' off the first of
These be the first to front
they family and friends is in limos, they in hearse in front

I'm in the top position, I can make you a
I'm in the hard top waitin' on the edition
To hell with the
I'mma a nigga down under like Australia vacations

Yeah this, is this?
My niggaz just killed y'all and I'mma close the
I'm tryin' not to let this industry get the of me y'all
I work hard for the fame, the stressin' me y'all
All they do is complain they expect from me y'all

From the Hood to Hollywood, they respectin' me
And even overseas they me y'all
All the ladies show me love, the reppin' me y'all
I get a lot of dirty money, so respect me or
But I'm all my checks, I'm investin' 'em all

They say, what goes up is definitely fall
Even the stars work success, my destiny y'all
Look, I tracks, I got the recipe y'all
You can't another cat that can mess with me y'all

At the shows all the hoes be molesting me
I got cryin', tryin' to get next to me y'all
I got broads cravin', beggin' to have sex me y'all
Screamin', "Cash, you know how sexy you are

And I'm happy I'm alive, God's me y'all
And all the that arrive, is God testin' me y'all?
So I pray everyday, but I prayin' too much
'Cause I be sinnin' everyday, so I ain't enough

And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm
But if it's I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up?"
If beef when we meet, then I'm spaying shit up
Prraat, prraat, I ain't too much, and that's that

'Cause cat you embracin' with love
clap that gat, 'cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies
the folks you call friends, can envy the most
Some cats'll hang themselves if you 'em a rope

the bridge and don't give a boat, let 'em sink
Sometimes you gotta give 'em some time, to let 'em think
But you gotta give 'em the nine, and let 'em stink
You can't every horse to the pond, and let 'em drink
I'd rather keep my wide open, instead of blink

As as your eyes shut, them niggaz will ride up
And the guys that you trusted, be you tied up
And we all gotta die, but I ready to leave
That's why even if petty, I'll be ready to squeeze

But put a cheddar in cheese, guac a
I pop the ruger, that hot shit through ya
Like booya, that's the sound when the pound
Ooh, ah, be laying on the ground sufferin'

nothin' to pull out and blast you
I try to only to violence if I have to
But man niggaz out here playin' fair
So before the odds are even, I'm leavin' layin' there
And I ain't even playin', what I'm saying here

before this shit gets further
Your click murdered and found in a hole in the grass
For tryin' to play that thug role, I'll a mud hole in your ass
And this Cass, nigga I'm that
Full surface nigga I'm that shit,