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Lotta talk, you don't ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, broke throw the shade
nigga talk, you don't ever get paid
Still kickin' shit, make a go crazy
Lotta nigga talk, you don't get paid
nigga hate, broke 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 that in '85, learned nothin' different
All I see is haters in my rear
in my windshield, got a clear view
I trained myself, go deaf for a nigga
That way when talkin' I don't hear you, listen
Still poppin', give a shit me
Fuck shit you talkin', look at you, see you ain't 'bout it
Look at you, see you want it
hardly be an opponent
When you sittin' to TIP, it look inferior, don't it?
a damn if you don't know
I've achieved you could hope for
If a real nigga turned into a corporation
at me, shawty, I should be the logo
Please no photos as I in that Magic
Got hoes in the two door Bentley, what's happenin'?
She the actress, then she come in with me
But if not I leave her, she mean to me
I pull up, hop out, the valet my keys
I run the city, bitch, I'm parkin' for
And who the nigga here talkin' to me?
There gon' be problem if you keep me, man
I came in bitch to spend 20's and 50 G
you tried to park here? That ain't my Bentley
You can't listen to me now, God as my
Keep on in earnin's I take your opinion
I swear,

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

Focused on the money, shit? Forget about it
I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a shit it
Get up out it, a Uber, go and buy a new one
I gotta run a bag up, it's extra for the one
Got 500 bags off in
Go and put it up and a 100 more, the gang here
Two rules, money, nigga, stay real
At all costs, nigga, at all costs,
a hit of this and run your balls off
And, nigga, you really beefin' if you called off
Play a bit to the left, it southpaw
Fuck around, get your wired, gotta weed y'all
Better stand down I be a man down
Guns up, hands down, that's exactly how I caught
Okay one day I retire, put me in the hall of
But you lames forget 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, pull card
Then you make a move, make a choice
Either go out like a bitch or get ass kicked
God that'll be horrible
So pipe down,