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

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

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

A bunch of real niggas burn ya
With no waitin' catch ya then jam ya up
weight ain't no thang for me
Play by the rules or shit kill yo' family

what I do
Bust ya wide open
And split ya nigga
And all frozen

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

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

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

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

3-6 me to roll and unload
But nigga that
I'm to stack and mack
And that deal with Universal shoulda showed

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

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

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

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

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

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 nigga holdin' gauge and you he would have

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

They call me quick draw 2 pistols 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
watch for lil' shorty in black
Nigga get

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

Playin' the realest
Pop fire like a
Now what the dilly
Highly on Cristal

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

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

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

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

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

It's the project nigga, roll I own them bricks
Kickin' game the Hot Boy$ and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil'
North Memphis, Uptown and we havin'

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 puttin' in work players never it
of gin, fucking hoes, like I'm mad Russian

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

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

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