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Akon and B. I.G.

Niggaz talkin' it but ain't it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
Gator chunks bitch, blunts with the willyist of the Willie
Hitch link cop, M1's and 9-Milli's, stories like a

Model bitch is wonderin' if I'ma with her
She knows I treat my bitches gavana
Dolce and drippin', Big Poppa never slippin'
H-Class diamond, shinin', dinner wifey whinin', dinin'

cigars and Bogatar with Columbian nigga's
Named Panama and Enrique and shit, games we play, endin'
Bitches bendin' over with for a pair of Moschino jeans

Donna Karan Tank-top I got your stock, say who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from to mansion
Stashin' keys, hidin' g's over seas, VCR's in my
elevates, money I make into stocks and real estate, bitch
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, white sand, discussin' plans my man

Dark blue land, smoke tint, rims
And a system that leave my rear views
Whatchu gonna do when poppa ya attitude
to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a frank white
I potent, bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it

Eternal in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour of time
Tryna find my purpose on grand design

Is there out there living
4, 5, 6's on the they shootin'
Is any money out there for me?
You just to this hustler's story

me, a product of the zone three
Scareless, don't know what I am to be
Shit 'cause, money never to me
When shout, I suffered unshamelessly

The Lord humble nigga's especially if act like
They too big for they draws when they right
Think I'm bullshittin' a buncha niggas like
Right back home hungry, they stacks they forget price

I a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock
I know hoe's for some dro you can hit the cock
I know a workin' 9-5 been on it
Fifteen years ain't got a car to

I know some niggas wanna act hard flicks
Fake boys, can't rob, get killed
Got kinfolk yard big whips
That's got to lift my this year

sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of
find my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out there
4, 5, 6's on the streets shootin'
Is any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's

Akon, while B.I.G. is up with Enrique
I'm on the politician' with Jose
We got the birds flyin' in the all day
to find a new way to smuggle in pure yay

We 'bout our business, no small time thiefs
If you ain't growing the caine then we ain't meet
See, I am the one to call when things get
And my will put your main man to sleep

Now, in Mexico far from the
Tryin' to out how many glocks to a box
Now, arms is what has rocks in my socks
If you can me the money, here's the keys to the lock

Now, yeah, you know the is my territory
scared of nothing, let you fear it for me
Yeah, win, lose or draw
Believe the death is for all

Eternal in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this design

Is there out there living
4, 5, 6's on the they shootin'
Is any money out there for me?
You just listen to hustler's story

Nigga's is quick to chuck rocks and hands
a break for it, get away from it
That was the but

The whole time I've plotting on this man
him slipping and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the
Here's that you can't understand
How can one be so and snatch a nigga so down

I am on some get back shit, there comes a
In every mind when he's deeper than dollar signs
I been on the grind, got doing time
Behind niggas actin' like bitches and droppin' dimes

Duckin' and dockin', is red wise
is been telling no, there ain't no way that it slimmed
But nothin', we gotta and and we gotta die
So you catch up to his ass before I up, give him mine
But that's one the real nigga here despise
I'm a 5K one killer, I've set his ass on

Eternal sunshine in this elevated of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of
find my purpose on this grand design

Is there out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets shootin'
Is there any money out for me?
You just to this hustler's story