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You know, this just some real nigga shit, a real story
You know I'm saying?

Slang a of narcotics
Pull up in the new
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Jean

Got a Panamera round a young nigga
Got a young pulling up in a vet
Smoke a lot of and I have a lot of sex
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my
Bitch nigga get money, get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of
You can hit a nigga line, what you want
I can whoop a Maserati, pulling up a
50,000 on yo watch, young splurge
Pop a Ace of bottle, sip a lot of syrup
a young nigga workin' gotta bus' a K
I'ma take a phone call, hustle

Slang a bunch of
up in the new 'rarri
Living like Gotti
Chopping like karate
a bunch of codeine
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Jean

Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a
Young nigga play with keys, a type writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a idol
I was never snitching, I can put it on the
In a 4 beamer, driving with a rifle
Nigga where you at, we go pull up on ya
Bitch looking like Janet in the 80's
We was grinding up from a and a baby
Got the girl dripping wet like a Jheri
Got a cup and its full of syrup
Send it over from Lil Mexico & Let me
I can get 36 for a shirt

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living John Gotti
Chopping like karate
Drink a of codeine
Serving to the fiends
Blowing money, stay
Jackson, Billy Jean

Pop a lot of pills
'Bout to put on my skateboard wheels
Beat pussy up like Emmett Till
Yeah,
Two cell phones ringin' at the same
That's your ho, callin' from two different
Tell that "leave me the fuck alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her
I got a relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my is a trolly
Boy, bury you like Halle
And hoes say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a bump and grind
Man I just received a
Them other niggas
And my so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions
And my cousin went to jail for them
And he already home and nigga must be snitchin'
Cut him off karate!

a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new
Living like Gotti
bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of
Serving to the fiends
money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Jean