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Aye
Aye Aye

Aye ain't what it seem
Ride dirty I'm clean
Best check that disrespect you want it with the King
Put a address on that shit, who you talm 'bout? What you
Wanna see me in the street, bring some extra magazine
All flexin' and that poppin' you be doin' for the hoes
I would run up with choppa give it to you and them hoes
I for stunt, keep that dough coming
Man them suckas talkin' trouble to me, I ain't nothin'
Go!

Aye listen to me brah, don't bring that bullshit to me
Ain't no back and my nigga fuck with me, I'm torture niggas
Don't go to war unless your money right, room of money
Hundreds not a 1 in sight,
Aye look I can't afford a gun fight, but I can a one life
All of that sucka shit, you and now you so upset
All that shit you kick around the city, get you no
I know a rap what you want, that shit I peeped then
You such a gangsta get some money out the street
in in the game 11 years, if I was such a ho
Nigga I done been 10 years ago
Never robbed, never got my chain took
Never even been hit in my face, you believe look!
If people at me back when I was trigger happy
There no shoutin' matches I just got to gettin' at em'

Aye everything ain't it seem
Ride when I'm clean
Best check that unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that shit, who you talm 'bout? you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better some extra magazine
All that flexin and that you be doin' for them hoes
I would run up with choppa give it to you and them hoes
I for sure stunt, keep that dough
Man them talkin' tough but trust me, they ain't on nothin'
Go!

I to God another day another fuck nigga
That's why I just get paper and be like Fuck niggas
Sucka nigga, you were but now you done some
I'm done talkin' push you gun wanna run
Hate to turn yo TV on week and see my family hustle
And everbody in yo street just see your family
What happened brah, guess your connect be like fuck'em dog
No money I see you I see none at all
cheque I'm chasin' after never mind them hater rapper
Make they situation sticky like a now-and-later
Been fuckin' city's up, this ain't shit to us
Keep on, I show these folks on tape how you a sittin'

Aye everything what it seem
dirty when I'm clean
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect unless you want it the king
Put a address on that shit, who he 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better some extra magazine
All that flexin and that poppin you be for the hoes
I run up with them choppa give it to you and them hoes
I for sure stunt, keep that dough
Man them talkin trouble to me, I ain't know nothin'
Go!