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Look I ain't on no ra ra
You wanna test how far get
Me and cars got kits
But we don't drive around to prove you shit

Everyone to be that bitch
But there can be one bitch, make hits
I know I must make y'all
'Cause after I spit you beg to

I to drive a six
And then I bought a Mercala and sit
On the leather seats forget
And I have my own click, yes I admit

And my ass is it
Misdemeanor have you seen I'm the best to get
And who try to test this chick
Where they at right In peace restin' in

If you broke, say you broke
all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
'Cause rich folks, we buy
And you's a bum nigga that's for sure

I you broke, just say you broke
all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
'Cause rich folks, we buy
And you's a bum broke liar for sure

Yea boo, you know, you a
a fake Rolex, call it a Ro
Actin' like you down so and so
You whack on whack, I came to throw

I might let you mop my floor
For my take this flick to go
Cheese! Miss say no more
you know what I do and you know what I know

And I don't so
You don't wanna a arm or elbow
If ya broke then say so
'Cause the Bentley that you rentin', yo, just got to go

Back to the black man
Along with ya cop a new Afro
Why you wanna make miss so low?
But if you try to test me, I just ya slow

If you broke, just say you
'Cause all you blowin' up ya ass is some
'Cause folks, we buy boats
And you's a bum broke that's for sure

I know you broke, say you broke
all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
'Cause rich folks, we buy
And a bum broke liar that's for sure

In old school we used to call out
But I ain't tryin' to give you no
My credit gon' bring ya pain
To know your account hold change

No need to wreck ya
Trying to see who gon' slain
I roll solo, not a gang
I don't guns, kick ass with a chain

let me say it again
I don't carry guns, kick ass with a
Whatta! Like a man
Reverse it, you know I'm sayin'?

If you broke, say you broke
'Cause all you up ya ass is some smoke
rich folks, we buy boats
And you's a bum broke nigga that's for

I you broke, just say you broke
all you blowin' up ya ass is some smoke
'Cause rich folks, we buy
And you's a bum broke that's for sure

Lord Almighty
I when It's our time to go, it's our time to go
But when you come to us home
Do we not be entertainers any

{Do we just rest in
Or do we go back to see our pain?
Do we not remember here on
Or back as a new person again?}

{I ask these
Aaliyah, Lisa, Tupac, Big Pun be our newest generation?
Because if so, like a Jackson release
The whole world is

cds fall and the soldiers come back
And get the they deserve
For giving us great music and great
That will always be heard, we you}