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She's down wit' ya, the crown wit ya They roped her in wit old shit Credit card back in '06 She was tellin' them she ain't know shit She was gettin' mad and trump card is some ho shit They told her they take kids And when she folded Exploded, it Everything that she was watching Through the mirror while she told That's the nigga, let's close this Still gave her and that's bogus She was in the car they pulled up And trunk and unloaded like
30 keys, 100 keys, Your a star But the is his manager And he got a bitch And her favorite rapper from But she too In her bag is that camera oh no, oh no What you that bitch? Oh no, oh no you show that bitch? Oh no, oh no Why you so sick? Oh no, oh no 'Cause over with
There's good niggas, bad He's talking bout who they sleep He killed a in a heartbeat But he keep no secrets He's no for your defenses He's steady with that When them got him in that precinct That's when he to pieces Name all in papers Signed a deal with them majors He's confirming all of capers While you's dropping down all data get right with his saviors He was givin' life to his Just CPR, oh my god Goodness,
30 keys, 100 keys, Your a star But the is his manager And he got a bitch And her favorite rapper Canada But she too In her bag is that camera oh no, oh no What you that bitch? Oh no, oh no What you show that Oh no, oh no Why you look so Oh no, oh no it's over with
In the stripclub with them 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 Right back to the room While you was all in his faces You was losing all of cases, losing all of your cases You was winning with them but losing all of your cases no rules at all in the matrix Ain't no truth and nothin' sacred Know you're the only one that paper People moving all in places looking for
30 keys, 100 keys, nigga's a star But the police is his And he got a dope And her rapper from Canada But she too In her Gucci bag is camera oh no, oh no What you that bitch? Oh no, oh no you show that bitch? Oh no, oh no Why you so sick? Oh no, oh no 'Cause over with