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Yeah, give to the trigger finger I've been pushed that sice grade school, a fool I touch down bitches they wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass a nose like... Pippen My pimping it ain't scared Got real estate there and hustle over here Dare a try to take it he gone fake it til he make it Shawty break em like a bracelet, real talk, Yeah, don't you if you get caught You already know if you do you dead And now niggas in the hood cush for your baby mama throat But suck it up bitch deal it, huh Ain't' no in my computer, bangin beats for the gouda Paper plains no 'cause Yeah, I'm the driver and the the shooter and the I dare you fuckers get at me I dare you mother get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the blue before there was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over shoes Rhyming on beats since the 90s I'm a factor Here this career until I'm in the here after Classic this mike like mike when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me when I was I read and bring drama like an actor But I'm so hollywood that you think that I'm a rapper You think that I got in It really doesn't matter
Producer meets the rapper, he's the I'm the latter Spacing out these bars so you can climb on I'm proof that you could still make and keep your rhymes strong Burn out the as hot as my performance Be mainstream meets the nightmare of normalcy The anti of cool Still most likely to 'cause there ain't right no rules
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