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Bright light shining all on the Bentley
the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties
Old Chevy '55 granddaddy
Gotta throw salt on it, 'cause you know I'm getting at it
Throw the fork on it, then put it in
Throw the sauce on it, got it flying out of
Hope you didn't to it to yourself, that's
you didn't throw away what we established
Hope you wouldn't turn your back on your
The way a look 'round here, they a back-stab you
from your motherfucking brother, young nigga
I wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you happy
Coming the cut like an known grim reaper
'Bout to get straight finnesed, trynna get a little
Hold on to that clip a doped up needle
Girl hang on that strip with a four desert

Nothing but a bad little bitch in some red
And where ya mans at? that the feds got 'em
I see you the Land Rover through the West side (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll your peripheral
It's a moon in the middle of the day
Got them out, rock a little Cartier
Got the trap packed like The Masquerade
a few real ones ain't gon' see they next birthday
Tell them young niggas
'Fore you gon' knock down
And gon' shoot, then shoot something
We better hear this shit on the news or something
We better hear 'bout shit on the news or something
Man down over
came through holding on the K like a drummer
They done a boss out nigga, no wonder
Niggas getting out nigga, no wonder
Hoes getting X'd out and we on
The police wanna talk, but we won't say
to these clips, niggas won't say nothing
Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say

Had the parkay out the Pyrex
High definition glass on my finger
Niggas swimming in the water, no
trying to walk with my shadow
Bought a bird on the bezel, I'm a well rebel
Told a young nigga Freeband,
a young nigga Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
You can turn off and I can kick it acapella
We work the front street mama said "Don't go"
We there
Trap at bomb with that crack, then we went there
Shawty don't fuck with these fo'
be telling these days, be telling these days

Nothing but a bad little bitch in some red
And where ya at? Heard that the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Land through the West side (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll your peripheral
a full moon in the middle of the day
Got them wolves out, rock a little
Got the jammed packed like The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they birthday
them young niggas grind
'Fore you knock someone down
And they gon' shoot, then something
We better hear 'bout this on the news or something
We better 'bout this shit on the news or something
Man down over
Young came through holding on the K a drummer
They done a boss out nigga, no wonder
getting crossed out nigga, no wonder
Hoes getting X'd out and we on
The wanna talk, but we won't say nothing
True to these clips, niggas won't say
Niggas true to these clips, won't say nothing