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Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
Hatin cause these be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Hatin cause my be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Why you wannaaaaaaaaaa playa hate on
Is it the big truck up on Mike Jordans, thats 23's
With the big ole owl, heads roaring
Or is it the Caprice sittin' Smiths, thats 22's
On the on 20 inches
Mo' wood in it than old Abe Lincoln's
And with mo' glass in it, than in cabinets
Or is it the way we come watchin' XXX
sex from the ceilin', visors, and headrests
Or is it the chain, the gucci hat, the gucci Air Jordan to match
Even I step on the scene, so fresh and so clean
Nice tek'n wit' me, I still got my weapon me
Strapped wit' a tek in my
Ready to squeeze, cause I know you get tempted to wear my
a lace

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these hoes be, jockin!
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause these be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

Now imagine if there wasnt no real niggas
No hustlas, thugstas, mobstas, and niggas
On the treal, T double D, I still it real
I love the streets that you fuck niggas Haterville
Lied on me, said I was a murderer, said I used to you work
But I aint heard of you
I love dub-deuces, cause I'm sittin on em
And once again I'm gunnin, the big 500
A Chevy boy, green and chrome fronted
Niggas hide out or they ride out cause my runnin
I sold more oz's than and lp's
Baby, I'm a thug I'm OG
I 'em heavy, I'm bout my fetti
And the feds is I'm headed
If you fuck niggas tellin'

Hatin cause my 20's be, choppin!
cause these hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my glock'll be, cockin!

Hatin my 20's be, choppin! choppin
Hatin cause hoes be, jockin! jockin
Try me and my be, cockin! poppin

I was in the rankin, 69
And ceelo twankys,
4 15' Subwoofers,
I like that nigga, fuck that nigga
Man, I wanna shoot, slap, punch, kick, cut niggaa
Thats what say on the low
LOSING HIMMMM
Thats paramedics'll say
While you lay on the
Can we all just get along? smoke trees, hit a
Haters pussy niggas, so I'm a choke 'em wit' a
Even the block envy me, I make a mill wit' the
But I'm better wit' and hot hennessey
My peers is like queers only get mad
Cause I ride old enough to buy beers
They smileeee while hatin' but when it to fakes
I more than dalmations