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God the kid
20 L's
I out that 2012
"Hey girl" she me, I'm like "Honey, hell"
What up I'm Cam,
but I know well
Sniff me, that money smell, juke
Chrome coupe, towns Killa had his own stoops
Now I'm shaving coke on an boat
I know what to say to folks.
the 6 train
Took the 5th lane, where I get
Yeah, get brain, mane
Can't y'all niggas
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Been places, faces
big babies, blame Davis
You that one team
Bruce glow
Y'all sunscreen
American greed turn you
Into the type
Lock Madoff
die like Wright
get more dirty when
Your collar and white

Backstreet Boy *NSYNC Lou Perlman
I'm the 6th as long as the crew earn
Half the crew earnings, I take my
Sosa wars I'm feeling Big
On stage, and Timbs
red put that up
Move 8-balls, play pool? Well nigga up
Hit the white with all
Terrorizing the streets in the Viper or
New Louis Vuitton with spikes all over
on some kid shit, my Nikes all over
Small purchase, time I'll re-bigger
Fitted low dark shades like I see niggas
Getting dough like I don't niggas
Didn't know that pays?
look at Flea nigga!
Fortune 500, we niggas
Wall Street
American
Lot of to be made, shit
I agree,
Summertime, True jeans
Is nigga
Earving whip her: I'm a 6er
Rucker Park mixer, with the I fix ya
at Bar Mitzvahs
miss is off the
Ricky Ricardo at ya
Get your up
I got a house
I leave
With a mouth
Cage who let the bull out?
and drugs
I'm the hood about
got a vision that's so raw
Say no more. Rewind: he me of me in '04
it's our habitat, maddest clap
Rat-tat-tat, I had to trap, that
Lenox Ave in fact
And if you me in the

blowing
Right hand should me
Sam
Scram,
Tan
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