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

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

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

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

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

I'm hood, I'm
Still standin' in the of the beat
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 the baddest chick
Up in the got these niggaz pissed
We got and a pound of twist

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

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

And I ain't been no fraud
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
niggaz still dyin' for these whores

I never been no snitch, never been no rat
shot a nigga in his back
I put the drama to his face
I ain't never pull my strap and ain't
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 does all the

On the low I'm in the fastest
And in the I'm with the baddest chick
Up in the club got these niggaz
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

Up in the club still poppin' the
Still back it up whenever I talk
Man, I'm about a billion but I'm still hood rich
Still hoppin' out the whip a hot-ass chick

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

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

From the to the block
We risin' to the top
the club to the parkin' lot
We 'bout to show the haters we got, so let's go

Sigel was the name they gave 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, heavy metal on the

Because my is how I mic this, police wan' see my license
Run my social, my gov', search my glove
Keep they hand on they toast when they this thug
'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
standin' in the middle of the beat
I'm a mack, I'm a
I'm a pimp, I does all the

On the low I'm in the whip
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 on cigars
We get so love and all of the above