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So Wayne
your motivation?

Is that really a
Do you have that written down in your notepad
You be ashamed of yourself
You smell me,
I like money

See, what they don't understand
To me it was always get or die
I come up under Birdman the Number One
You know what I mean I'm stunner
all I know, that's all I ever knew
Get money or get
You know what I'm saying and I feel way for real

So hard I go I keep
The game's so crazy I'm in it deep pussy
I got chip from trying to get the whole
to make a thousand dollars everytime I played hookie
Dwayne Carter absent keep
I'm present on the block, I'm a on the block
Ice so bright like on the watch
Yeah nigga, I done one eleven on the watch

So and see what I do
Breeze by you so fast, got you sneezing
They got the shivers, mayne I got the
I got to bring the back after Katrina
Weezy F. now the F is for Fema
Sick nigga I spit that Leukemia
Yeah, no cure, no help, so me, so good, so hard, so
me

And that's just my point there
what I'm always trying to stress, you know what I'm saying
If you don't understand me, if you feel me then you ain't real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me you
So, is your music considered the of
Urban or America period
I mean, I would say the of the hood 'cause thats who I speak for
And myself, you know I mean, my family, that's who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life, you

C'mon, bang this shit, nigga, my shit
You gotta bang that wimp and go and that bitch
You claim that strip and go and flood that bitch
You gotta aim that shit and straight that shit
Like motherfuck them niggas what they do I'm ready
Campbell, no homo, black Rambo
Fucking with the boy, baby, a cambo
If he won in leave him on the crap table

I'm and I'm able to come run up in your stable
Like make a sound, "Where the paper? Where the paper?"
Gotta get it, gotta have it, I got it I'mma spend it
Then it's back to doing any damn thing to get it
The be like birthday parties
No room to the cars in the garages
So outside the cribs all you see is the
If I ain't say it right, fuck it, I ain't
me

And see that's where everybody get me at
You know what I mean I got heat rock, for real
Why do you think other rappers lack the impact of your
That's they ain't got that heat rock like me
You what I mean
They ain't spitting me, they spitting
But, what I mean, they ain't got colds
I got the flu here man, for real
I need relief, help me, for real
I know y'all sick of me 'cause I'm tired of y'all for

And based on the bank, I'm much better
Than a lot of these niggas, I'm tired of niggas
Yawning when I see them make me stretch and pull the
I'm cocking and passing, they catch 'em in they sternum
Ooh, that probably burn ya, that gone probably learn ya
To never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever around here no more
Rich gangsters over here, you gotta die with the bitch
I'm the God I ride with the Pope
But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe, yeah

And 'em 'bout Hollygrove
Tell 'em 'bout my show
Tell 'em 'bout my hoe
You just born to mack
me Dione Sanders bring the corner back, yeah
I'm in my prime niggas falling
That's right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, as crack
me

And that's what it is, nigga
If you don't like my then fuck you and your shit, man, straight up
That's how I was tough, that's how I was up
And that's how go down, man, for real
Cash-money, young-money in your motherfucking throat
Swallow
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