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We run
We run the streets, the radio and the
All of the

Yes, yes
All the
Oh, oh, oh
All the
Oh, oh, oh

Yeah, Mr. Him is here
by Atlanta, I got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys Club, can't chill in
Gold bottles of that bubb', spillin' beer

The boy only on that ace of spades
Forbes Magazine homes, soon to the page
I pull 7 digits clean, soon as I the stage
I done up with the paper, y'all chasin' change

Man, I'm runnin' up Broad Street in and out of
With the top down screamin' out, you know the sayin'
C'mon, you know my name
It's the bully with the bucks, ain't a damn changed

I'm hood, I'm
Still in the middle of the beat
I'm a mack, I'm a
I'm a pimp, I all the above

On the low I'm in the whip
And in the spot I'm with the baddest
Up in the club got niggaz pissed
We got and a pound of twist

All the
We buy out the bar
And all night puff on
We get so much and all of the above

Yeah, Mr. Beat the case is
Got acquitted, stitch in that gangster hat
Now I'm back, sick with it with gangster rap
Let's get it, where my gangsters at? Make

And I ain't never been no
No, nah not in my rapport
Never fronted on my boys for no
I ain't been no bitch, nor never lied on my dick
Y'all niggaz still dyin' for whores

I ain't never been no snitch, never no rat
Never shot a in his back
I always put the to his face
I ain't never pull my strap and clap
Got my case, did my time now I'm

I'm hood, I'm
standin' in the middle of the beat
I'm a mack, I'm a
I'm a pimp, I all the above

On the low I'm in the fastest
And in the spot I'm with the chick
Up in the club got niggaz pissed
We got and a pound of twist

All the
We buy out the bar
And all night puff on
We get so love and all of the above

Up in the club poppin' the Cris'
Still it up whenever I talk shit
Man, I'm worth about a billion but I'm still hood
Still out the whip with a hot-ass chick

Still rockin' the chain, they knowin' my name
It's Kels, that's right, bitch, I'm in the game
Still walk through the hood I'm holdin' that thang
Still limp through the club I'm holdin' that cane

two fingers for a rock star, middle for a bitch
Come in by self and out wit'cha chick
Beanie Sigel got my if we run into a snitch
And Kels got his if he ever need a hit

From the tour to the
We risin' to the top
From the to the parkin' lot
We to show the haters what we got, so let's go

Sigel was the name that they me
me to reintroduce myself

It's the Broad Bully, I'm number one
Five oh, freeze when I had the gun
But I stop for the law, pushed the pedal to the floor
Rock star nigga, metal on the drawer

my life is how I mic this, police wan' see my license
Run my social, check my gov', search my
Keep they hand on they toast when they approach this
'Cause I'm a hoodlum, a monster, bad boy, a fella
Gangster and a thug, yes, I'm all the

I'm hood, I'm
Still standin' in the middle of the
I'm a mack, I'm a
I'm a pimp, I does all the

On the low I'm in the fastest
And in the spot I'm with the chick
Up in the got these niggaz pissed
We got bottles and a pound of

All the
We buy out the bar
And all night puff on
We get so much and all of the above