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Double S, never less
Twista and Scott Storch in a Porsche
new shit, check it out

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My on frost, ears on froze
Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the
Rolling the g's and the foes and the souls
With two bitches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar

kind of stunning, so the cameras on flick
Ain't no motherfuckers out here that can do it like
On top of my and when a hater's all fall
I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul

Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get
Let me see you sipping on shit that's 80 proof
Let me see if let you get up in the Lac
Bend over so I can see how I'ma hit it from the

wit the rhymes but I'm better wit the keys
And I'm clubbin' wit the pees, I get wit the fees
I'm always on the hustle, so ask why I succeed
I got flows, I got dro, I got you need

My on bling, wrist on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

on shine, rims on gloss
When it come to mobbing, I'ma boss
I stay making paper, the mic and on the tipping
I ain't wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick

Think you shitting on the nigga T, I doubt
My flow will make your booty move like a house
Have 'em at the screaming, Get the doe, get the doe
And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to bounce

If beats was a tipper, then my flow would play the cane
Got shit to you float off the floor like David Blaine
You rich I spit it universal to the drums
And I circle with some guns, out purple out my lungs

I pimp and fuck a bitch, I need to buy her Lacs
I be on the move, paid pushing Cadillacs
in my raps, if I don't make a quarter back
I throw eight balls to my homies on the corners quarterbacks

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

Let me break back, shawty
Show me you got, shawty
We motherfuking killers
Chicago made niggaz making

Let me break your back,
me what you got, shawty
We some killers
Chicago made niggaz figures

on bling, rolly on flick
Standing on the stage while I'm holding on my
'Bout to spit a new off out the Mobstaz new shit
walla pop the colla on my new outfit

If you want war, you think you got to come get me
I think you better go smoke a whole of that sticky
on talking that you're not hate around your committee
I'm dodge nigga that put it down for the city

My neck on bling, wrist on
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

My on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you