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

kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up
Came with a zip, let the thing burn up
All I know, get dough, keep it
Taught me that in '85, learned nothin' different
All I see is in my rear view
Millions in my windshield, got a view
I trained myself, go deaf for a nigga
That way when you're talkin' I don't 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 know
I've achieved everything you hope for
If a real nigga turned into a corporation
Look at me, shawty, I be the logo
no photos as I stepped in that Magic
Got hoes in the two door Bentley, what's happenin'?
She with the actress, then she in with me
But if not I leave her, she mean to me
I up, hop out, give 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 botherin' me, man
I came in this bitch to 20's and 50 G
What you tried to park here? That my Bentley
You listen to me now, God as my witness
on in your earnin's I take your opinion
I swear,

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

Focused on the money, fuck Forget about it
I a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a shit about it
Get up out it, a Uber, go and buy a new one
I gotta run a bag up, it's for the blue 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 ain't beefin' if you called off
Play a bit to the left, call it
Fuck around, get your mouth wired, gotta y'all
Better stand before I be a man down
up, hands 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 forget what I done y'all
I put the of God in ya
Oh you hard is ya?
I can see the broad in ya, your card
Then you gotta make a move, a choice
Either go out like a or get your ass kicked
God damn that'll be
So pipe down,