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Aye
Aye Aye

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

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

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

I swear to God another day another fuck
That's why I just get that paper and be Fuck niggas
Sucka nigga, you tough but now you done some
I'm done talkin' you gun wanna run some
Hate to yo TV on every week and see my family hustle
And everbody in yo street just see your struggle
What happened brah, guess connect just be like fuck'em dog
No money when I see you I see at all
That cheque I'm after never mind them hater rapper
Make situation sticky like a now-and-later wrapper
fuckin' city's up, this shit ain't shit to us
Keep on, I show these folks on tape how you a duck

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