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[Verse 1 - Fresh] Hundred, thousand, in a Orange Lamborghini [?] with the plates Told these, hoes, I'll be back hundred thousand spilling out the backpack I, do the, whole, Sideways on bitches bout to act an ass Bricks, pounds, [?], Went to Hiroshima back speaking Japanese Sushi, uchi, nigga dressed in [?] pills got me feeling like I'm [?] him, back, to his, momma A hundred bullet holes, first 48 him that real project shit that these niggas wanna hear from me Real bitch do a pull-down, hit a lick for me Clearing out block fuck yall 9mm [?] shit that make these shooters go and for me
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2 - Birdman] I, fucked, these, Af-ter, our, Big, dicks, we Rich, gang wartime, let's I told them niggas I was coming right back Slap, back, cash, Long, sticks, straps Hundred G's get a hundred hoes in lap Lamborghini with the red blood on the Suicide, suicide want mo Cash, money, big, Nigga, hate, holla em Third ward told me came with the drama Top floor so I put it on my mama Rest, in, to my daddy Seven three streams nigga had to have it
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