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Akon and B. I.G.

Niggaz talkin' it but livin' it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
Gator chunks bitch, rollin' blunts the willyist of the Willie
link cop, M1's and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker

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

Smokin' cigars and with Columbian nigga's
Named Panama and Enrique and shit, we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans

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

Dark blue land, tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my views trembling
Whatchu gonna do poppa catch ya attitude
Drop to your knees and gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a frank thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, my dick and deep throat it

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

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

Picture me, a of the zone three
Scareless, don't know I am supposed to be
Shit 'cause, money never to me
shit shout, I suffered unshamelessly

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

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

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

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

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

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

We 'bout our business, ain't no small thiefs
If you ain't growing the caine then we gonna meet
See, I am the one to call when get deep
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, sellin' arms is what has rocks in my
If you can show me the money, the keys to the lock

Now, yeah, you know the streets is my
Ain't of nothing, let you fear it for me
Yeah, win, lose or draw
Believe the is waiting for all

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

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

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

The whole I've been plotting on this man
him slipping and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the
Here's something that you understand
How can one be so cold and a nigga so down

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

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

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

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