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So Little
What's motivation?

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

See, that's 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 or get nothing
You what I'm saying and I feel that way for real

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

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

And just my point right there
what I'm always trying to stress, you know what I'm saying
If you understand 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 music considered the of
Urban or America period
I mean, I would say the voice of the 'cause thats who I speak for
And myself, you know what I mean, my family, who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life, you

C'mon, bang this shit, nigga, pump my
You gotta bang that wimp and go and that bitch
You gotta claim that strip and go and flood bitch
You gotta aim that shit and straight 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 leave him on the crap table

I'm willing and I'm able to run up in your stable
nobody make a sound, "Where the paper? Where the paper?"
Gotta get it, have it, once I got it I'mma spend it
Then it's back to any damn thing just to get it
The re-ups be birthday parties
No to park the cars in the garages
So the cribs all you see is the roggies
If I ain't say it right, fuck it, I ain't
me

And see that's where get me wrong at
You know I mean I got that heat rock, for real
Why do you think other rappers the impact of your music?
because they ain't got that heat rock like me
You know what I
ain't 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 'cause I'm tired of for real

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

And 'em 'bout Hollygrove
Tell 'em 'bout my last
Tell 'em my last hoe
You just born to mack
Call me Dione bring the corner back, yeah
I'm in my niggas falling back
right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as crack
me

And that's what it is, nigga
If you don't my shit 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 I'ma go down, man, for
Cash-money, in your motherfucking throat bitch
slow
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