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W-wh-wha, what, what?

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

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

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

Buy it from the with the best quality and the lowest prices
Spendin' that that the big homey advanced me
In front of me with the next
I love money I'm labeled rough 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
Charlie Hustle, I I won't have to go back
To sellin loop loop but if I do that's I do

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Systemized, a triple striker, I was born
My mom and daddy shoulda named me 'cause I'm a Rider
Sole survivor, Hillsider, 1400 Magazine Street
bomb preparer heroin provider

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

Stuck, Gordon's Gin and Donald
Nut, all on her and on her butt
Fuck, major
Then I pass it to my nigga Mista

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

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

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

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

It's third and forty nigga
You know you get tackled
Get your while you can old man
Niggaz so dope they named me like Duran Duran

Killa nigga put honey on 'em and '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 because the people said so

You can't tell a from a cabbage silly rabbits
Get these chips even if it means lettin' these 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
Reached into my d-da-da-das and out my strap, check it out

Nickle plated chrome planet Clint special
Designed strictly for and toe taggin
Po-po wrote me up a 'cause 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 pan, my attitude wasn't carin'
Backslapped that hoe in of her parents
More than a janitor

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

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

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