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[Verse 1: Dave
If you owe man, then pay that man
Look around, I stood my ground, niggas say I ran
I was taught, somebody take something, you his hand
And I was taught, you make something? You take a chance
The way I see it, niggas gon' kill theyself
How the fuck you keepin' it real? You ain't real with
Many on the Ocho, duckin' suckas and popo'
Gucci without the logo
I don't wear no Polo, I'm now
I bring some women to bring goonies out
They used to ask for credit, I dead it, a root canal
I get back to that later, I'm in the for now
Pistol in your mouth do more than chip tooth your smile
Niggas I played with, is shooters now
I did the highway work, I know how a state troopers sound
It feel like they plotting to me
I'm out the way, they booked Meek for a wheelie
Treat us like animals, but we get fly like the Air
I been on Ace of Spades, these niggas on Smirnoff
Aim it at his head, and try to that nigga beard off
Skrrt, pull the Benz off, pay attention men talk
Notice I men
like the Exorcist
I watched a fiend spin, been hard to go to bed since
Blood splatter all in your car, you with red tint
Came up with a plan for this paper, gettin' bread since
Tyra said I should model, been head since
They made a sweep, and my niggas been in the fed
They came around askin' questions, we said shit
Gang squad started followin', soon as I Crip
I know they on my
Clap the heat, happy feet, you know niggas ran
I don't call niggas family, unless they really
If a thousand don't get 'em, I guarantee a can

2: Vado]

Try to your vibe energy
A fake friend could do damage than five enemies
it's chicken, it's beef, like Fried Kennedy
Bring your instrument, we could have us a live
In a tight alley, we be [?]
scenes, I squeeze like Mike Lowrey
All you see is sticks and signs, [?]
Red track suit, new [?], Bally's
Real shit, own men will hate
I don't wanna hear you get dough, 'less you
I'm open the door, look like inner-space
5-6-0 with the chrome dinner
Get it straight, i'm from, you had to

I hit the with it, that brown bag, I hit it

[Bridge: Dave
I don't niggas family, 'less they really fam'
I don't call niggas family, 'less they fam'
I don't call family, 'less they really fam'
I don't niggas family, 'less they really fam'

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