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So Wayne
your motivation?

Is that a question?
Do you have that written down in your notepad
You should be of yourself
You smell me,
I smell money

See, that's they don't understand
To me it was always get or die
I come up under the Number One Stunner
You know what I mean I'm stunner
Tha's all I know, all I ever knew
Get or get nothing
You know what I'm saying and I that way for real

So I go I keep pushing
The so crazy I'm in it like deep pussy
I got chip from to get the whole cookie
Used to make a thousand dollars everytime I hookie
Carter absent keep looking
I'm on the block, I'm a legend on the block
Ice so like heaven on the watch
Yeah nigga, I done one eleven on the watch

So and see what I do
by you so fast, got you sneezing hachoo
They got the shivers, I got the fever
I got to bring the hood after Katrina
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for
Sick nigga bitch I spit that
Yeah, no cure, no help, so me, so good, so hard, so
me

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

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

I'm willing and I'm able to come run up in stable
Like nobody a sound, "Where the paper? Where the paper?"
Gotta get it, gotta it, once 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 to park the cars in the garages
So outside the cribs all you see is the
If I ain't say it right, it, I ain't foreign
me

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

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

And tell 'em Hollygrove
'em 'bout my last show
Tell 'em my last hoe
You know just born to
Call me Dione Sanders the corner back, yeah
I'm in my prime falling back
right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as crack
me

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