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Man, why niggas always hatin' on hypnotize and Cash Money?
Man, fuck niggas!

up wodie?
It's these gold girl and these platinum-mouth
These big time Hot Boy$, these 3-6
Wit the self made Cash Money boys

You done fucked with the nigga
Must know that I ride and I shoot quicker
Should have known not to upset lil' nigga
You got a so what nigga my click thicker

A of real niggas that'll burn ya
no waitin' catch ya slippin' then jam ya up
Slangin' ain't no thang for me
Play by the rules or shit kill yo' family

That's I do
Bust ya chest wide
And split ya nigga
And them all

from the 'K nigga
Turk don't play when it's to get serious
Think, I'm a hoe
Keep it that way and curious

Niggas be shoutin' one love but wearin' gloves
Some niggas 26 and 28 live in they mom house askin' for play
Them niggas be respected, they fake
Instead of hittin' blocks with and touchin' niggas money spot

And breakin' with the woman who put 'em in that spot
These niggas wanna they hoes
And play with nose
of totin' fo' fo's and movin' fuckin' kilos

Nigga, I done bought cars
niggas done bought pussy hoes
And more rims than niggas
Done they main hoe in they assholes

3-6 told me to roll and
But nigga that
I'm tryin' to stack and
And that deal with shoulda showed that

But Uptown is where at
Playboy won't you me how you luv that?
you tell me how you luv that?

We be on some twanky,
Playa get found stanky, stanky
Trickin' fat of that danky, danky
Big rangs on our panky, panky

We be on twanky, twankies
Playa hatas get stanky, stanky
Trickin' fat blunts of that danky,
Big diamond on our panky, panky

Fuck with 3-6 Mafia gon' me millions
with CMR gon' make me some more millions
I can see it, I'm a 'em
And me and building
And put some money to the for my mom and my children

Ridin' my nigga Rambezee, to the easy
for my nigga Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my candy cut dawg
a classy nigga, fuck ya'll

I'm Northern Memphis to the fuckin' fullest
We the kind to tote a gun when there ain't no bullets
And when drama starts the strap we expect to pull it
You see a nigga gauge and you wish he would have

Rolled by yo' mama and put her in a coma
'Cuz niggas gone on Hennessey and Marijuana
And now we up in the hood on a burner phone-a
In that game slangin' came to you blood
on, coward

They me quick draw 2 pistols Lil' Wayne
Champagne my brain, I don't think I just aim
Drop on a Z-3
Start shootin' 3 burners

How come try me
Never know me block
Better watch for shorty in black
get back

'Bout to make my glock 40 click
kill it
It's yo
It

Playin' with the
Pop fire a skillet
Now what the dilly
Highly on Cristal

I'm warnin' you to clear the set because it gets
I be disguised as a mailman a pistol
Then him 50 shots
And take his

bitch I dare ya
I double ya step against this pot belly
Bitches they try to step to the ruler but they ready
Weak ass them cowards try to make moves but I 'em out

2nd step ya'll need more help
2 barrels in his
Face it when shits fucked up you gotta deal with it
This is my game, with it or get killed with it

are my dice
This is my I let you roll off
And how you have ice
When I cut your water off

We be on some twanky,
Playa get found stanky, stanky
fat blunts of that danky, danky
Big diamond rangs on our panky,

It's the project nigga, back I own them bricks
Kickin' game with the Hot and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Wayne
Memphis, Uptown and we havin' thangs

Ain't no when ya come real ya gotta shine
I'm with a glock 9, he ain't takin' mine
We in our prime in work players never rush it
Full of gin, hoes, like I'm mad Russian

A discussion amongst men a power move
Is about to be made for a come-up
Slang that when you get in my business
Hypnotize, Money on the rise bitch

We be on twanky, twankies
Playa hatas get found stanky,
Trickin' fat of that danky, danky
Big diamond on our panky, panky

We be on some twanky,
hatas get found stanky, stanky
Trickin' fat of that danky, danky
Big rangs on our panky, panky