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

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

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

A bunch of niggas that'll burn ya
With no catch ya slippin' then jam ya up
Slangin' weight no thang for me
Play by the rules or shit kill yo' family

That's I do
Bust ya chest open
And ya fade nigga
And them all

Moves the 'K nigga
Turk play when it's time to get serious
Think, I'm a hoe
Keep it that way and stay

Niggas be shoutin' one love but wearin' gloves
Some 26 and 28 still live in they mom house askin' for play
Them niggas shouldn't be respected, they
Instead of hittin' with glocks and touchin' niggas money spot

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

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

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

But Uptown is it's at
Playboy won't you me how you luv that?
Won't you me how you luv that?

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

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

Fuck with 3-6 Mafia gon' make me
Fuck with CMR gon' make me some more
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' with my nigga Rambezee, to the
Drinkin' for my Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my candy cut dawg
It's a nigga, fuck ya'll

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

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

They call me quick 2 pistols Lil' Wayne
Champagne took my brain, I don't think I aim
tops on a Z-3
Start like 3 burners

How them try me
Never me block burner
Better watch for lil' shorty in
Nigga get

'Bout to my glock 40 click clack
Brrr it
yo Life
It

Playin' the realest
Pop fire like a
Now nigga what the
influenced on Cristal

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

bitch I dare ya
I double dare ya step against this pot
they try to step to the ruler but they ain't ready
Weak ass cowards try to make moves but I knock 'em out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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