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down wit' ya, wore the crown wit ya They her in wit some old shit card fraud back in '06 She was tellin' that she ain't know shit She was gettin' mad and trump card is some ho shit They told her that take kids And that's she folded Exploded, it Everything she noticed was watching Through the mirror while she told That's the nigga, let's close this Still gave her time and that's She was in the car when they up And popped trunk and like
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good niggas, bad weakness He's talking bout who they sleep He killed a in a heartbeat But he couldn't keep no He's no for your defenses He's steady with that When cops got him in that precinct That's when he to pieces all in those papers Signed a recording deal them majors He's all of your capers While you's dropping down all data Tryna get right with his He was life to his neighbors like CPR, oh my god Goodness,
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In the stripclub them agents Not the that was takin' pictures But that one that you came with off all his entertainment He was recordin' all of statements He was takin' all of payments back to the evidence room While you was boonin' all in his You was losing all of your cases, losing all of cases You was winning with them bitches but losing all of cases Ain't no at all in the matrix Ain't no truth and ain't nothin' you're the only one with that paper People all in your places looking for
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