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W-wh-wha, what, what?

Mobster, turn shit up
Yeah, uh-huh uh
shit
Uh-huh what?
Jayo, Jayo me on this one

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

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

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

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

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

I'm dangerous it gets crucial, 'cause I conflict
Fuck a I'm jackin' niggaz for pounds of bomb shit
And now my fingers is like Sticky Fingaz from the greenery
You gon' retaliate, nigga what that 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 like Guy, for tryin' to swipe my pie
Nigga DIE while your bitch up the Beaumont

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

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

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

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

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

Systemized, a triple striker, when I was
My mom and daddy shoulda me Isiah 'cause I'm a Rider
Sole survivor, Hillsider, 1400 block Street
Narcotic preparer heroin provider

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

Stuck, Gin and Donald Duck
Nut, all on her and on her butt
Fuck, major
I pass it to my nigga Mista Jayo

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

Fuck a bitch, why? 'Cause skeezers please us
So I just go around fine wine like Jesus
And every time I a spit it's a hip-hop quote
Drinkin' Moesha Brandy, spinnin' like hundred spokes

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

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

It's third down and nigga
You know you get tackled
Get your land you can old man
Niggaz so dope named me twice like Duran Duran

Killa nigga put on 'em and feed 'em to my hogs
See I leave no for the police dogs
Now off the low we go so let's flow
Lil' bitch, we the shit the people said so

You tell a lettuce from a cabbage silly rabbits
Get these chips even if it means these motherfuckers have it

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

Nickle plated planet Clint Eastwood special
strictly for staplin' and toe taggin
Po-po wrote me up a citation 'cause I was saggin' and
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 wasn't carin'
Backslapped hoe in front of her parents
ki's than a janitor

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

I luh I like my egg poached, hard easy
In the through, hollerin' at her breezy

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