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Lotta nigga talk, you don't get paid
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches the shade
Lotta nigga talk, you don't get paid
kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy
Lotta talk, you don't ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, bitches throw the shade

Still kickin' flav', got my swag on up
Came a zip, let the whole thing burn up
All I know, get dough, keep it
Taught me in '85, never learned nothin' different
All I see is haters in my rear
Millions in my windshield, got a clear
I trained myself, go deaf for a nigga
That way when you're I don't hear you, listen
Still poppin', give a shit me
that shit you talkin', look at you, see you ain't 'bout it
Look at you, see you want it
Should hardly be an
When you sittin' to TIP, it look inferior, don't it?
Give a damn if you don't
I've achieved everything you could for
If being a real nigga turned into a
at me, shawty, I should be the logo
Please no photos as I stepped in that
Got four hoes in the two door Bentley, what's
She with the actress, then she in with me
But if not I leave her, she mean to me
I pull up, hop out, give the valet my
I run the city, bitch, I'm parkin' for
And who the nigga right talkin' to me?
There gon' be problem if you keep me, man
I came in this bitch to 20's and 50 G
What you tried to here? That ain't my Bentley
You can't listen to me now, God as my
Keep on in your earnin's I take opinion
I swear,

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get
nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade
Lotta talk, you don't ever get paid
Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go
nigga talk, you don't ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches the shade

Focused on the money, fuck shit? about it
I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a about it
Get up out it, a Uber, go and buy a new one
I run a bag up, it's extra for the blue one
Got 500 off in Chattanooga
Go and put it up and take a 100 more, the gang
Two rules, money, nigga, stay real
At all costs, nigga, at all costs,
Take a hit of this and run balls off
And, nigga, you really beefin' if you called off
Play a bit to the left, it southpaw
around, get your mouth wired, gotta weed y'all
Better down before I be a man down
Guns up, down, that's exactly how I caught y'all
Okay one day I retire, put me in the of fame
But you lames don't what I done taught y'all
I put the of God in ya
Oh you nigga is ya?
I can see the broad in ya, your card
Then you make a move, make a choice
Either go out a bitch or get your ass kicked
God that'll be horrible
So down, nigga