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W-wh-wha, what, wha-what

Mobster, turn that up
Yeah, uh-huh uh
shit
Uh-huh uh-huh
Jayo, smell me on this one

Jayo, I hope I don't ever to go back to slangin'
Hello but if I do that's I do
(That's I do)
Jayo, I hope I don't ever have to go back to
Hello but if I do what I do
(That's I do)

out of my aunty's backyard, that's the chronic
I been havin' more candy than a pinata, more cake Betty Crocker
Get on the horn and hit me on my 'cause I'm fake ID havin'
Strikin' and drivin' on a suspended expired comes in

Buy it from the with the best quality and the lowest prices
Spendin' that that the big homey advanced me
In of me with the next nigga
I love money plus I'm labeled rough
Known for bringin' bitch ass out of hidin'

Charlie Hustle, I hope I won't have to go
To sellin' sticks but if I do that's what I do
Charlie Hustle, I I won't have to go back
To sellin loop but if I do that's what I do

I stabs a nigga, and came out
'Cause his heart pumps Kool-Aid, so I mixed it with my Thunder
Barely livin' and smokin' headache with a
Now I gotta put my snub nosed to use

I'm dangerous it gets crucial, I loves conflict
Fuck a headache I'm jackin' niggaz for pounds of shit
And now my is sticky like Sticky Fingaz from the greenery
You gon' retaliate, what that mean to me? Bitch

When you shoot crooked Cartwright, on site I'm takin' flight
It's gon' rain on your head, I'm tearin' the roof off this bitch
As you fall like Guy, for to swipe my pie
Nigga DIE your bitch give up the Beaumont

All my niggaz fancy dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

All my niggaz fancy dreams
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

All my bitches fancy dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up 'cause we all on a scheme
(A scheme)

All my havin' fancy dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
up 'cause we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

The freight, nigga fuck the
Beotch, you pay me just to breathe on the mic
High, higher than a dust
Hella disrespectful, all up in the talkin' loud

Systemized, a triple striker, when I was
My mom and shoulda named me Isiah 'cause I'm a Rider
Sole survivor, Hillsider, block Magazine Street
Narcotic bomb heroin provider

I'm vicious, mugged and mad doggin' niggaz
Like the, like the Who Stole Christmas
I like to, to, finger fuck bitches up in clubs
her home and get rug burns on my nuts

Stuck, Gin and Donald Duck
Nut, all on her spine and on her
Fuck, clientele
Then I pass it to my Mista Jayo

Up the is shatterin', bitch it ain't matterin'
They scatterin', see me and forty splatterin'
The cowards are heartless, so you burn flames
Niggaz that got snake get broke up like dice games

Fuck a bitch, why? skeezers don't please us
So I just go around sippin' fine wine Jesus
And every time I bust a spit a hip-hop quote
Drinkin' Moesha Brandy, head like hundred spokes

All my bitches fancy dreams!
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)

Still drinkin' Krypton is Snapple
Then I snap like a turtle
Nigga, shittin; on the world keeps my fertile
I my own shit, fruits, vegetables and tobacco

It's third down and forty
You know you gon' get
Get your land you can old man
Niggaz so dope they named me twice Duran Duran

Killa put honey on 'em and feed 'em to my hogs
See I leave no evidence for the police
Now off the low stroll we go so let's
bitch, we the shit because the people said so

You can't tell a lettuce from a cabbage silly
Get chips even if it means lettin' these motherfuckers have it

got out of line, I had to ice him
Reached my drawers, and pulled out my strap
Motherfucker got out of place, I had to him
Reached my d-da-da-das and pulled out my strap, check it out

Nickle plated chrome planet Clint Eastwood
Designed strictly for and toe taggin
Po-po wrote me up a citation I was saggin' and draggin'
My bitch, by her

I had to, I had to make the bitch bleed, New Year's Eve
She tried to hit me with a fryin' pan, my attitude carin'
Backslapped hoe in front of her parents
More ki's a janitor

It mannisher and mannisher and mannisher
on a roach, loitering in a McDonald's parkin' lot
Throwin' up signs
To as if he was some kind of first base

I luh I like my egg poached, hard over
In the drive through, at her breezy

All my bitches havin' fancy
(Fancy dreams)
Comin' up we all on a money scheme
(A scheme)