[Tech I used to press my with Stay Flo pieces for my reli, Chasin peso Now they want me with nothin cause I let my pay So I hop inside of my Mercedes and let the go... On you ass niggaz I deserve everything I get, A creatin getter I aint the 2 on the 10 I'm makin vast You bitter, mad Wanna be fakin class us How they thinkin gonna come and conquer us? Little Mini hatin on a monster truck Ponder such, have you up in yonder, stuck Not a nare nutta brotha stutter conjure a... Nothin, Nathin, The penetration Inside of ya head is what's like it's bassin Boom, Bing, All you haters in the game, Strange lane aim Aint a damn sane, I get it in some drama? Well I can fit it in We can make it so you're no longer a Suction from you We just a dust'n All because I'm the bucks in
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They wanna leave me with (Huh uh) But they aint talkin about (Huh uh) So I aint trippin on (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
[Big On the it was hot to not to run from the cops I to cop and used to chop And my rocks at Ms. Scott's And on the late at Ms. White's I'm fuckin Will, We used to play fight Then one night, We came up with thugs dump drugs Nigga for meals Young thugs blood Nigga for kills Shit was in the field, man shit was too real Lost my homies to shit, man This shit is for But nigga, Nowadays the They go on the hustla All these pussy lackin So us real niggaz Not for me no more It's in the game Since I smell when foldin, man I rollin Strange some whiskey, Party with me Tell the Feds if miss me They comin for me now nigga, Bet they don't get me So all you muthafuckin niggaz wishin me gone Big homie, Music Resurrection, I'm
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They wanna me with nothin (Huh uh) But they talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint on nothin (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
[Messy All I do is sell dope and nigga bricks Talk with and talk clips Ride around and smoke kush the yurner on me Drink them champagne bottles the flower on 'em All that loud will get a nigga a hit You see them red chucks? Yeah, I'm the shit Anyway I out, man I hit 'em up and I'll up with you We get 'em up I still wear a gold grill, 10 the bottom call me 19-5 cause a nigga got 'em Click-Clack, Yanka get on been alotta hatin, nigga Since I came Anything a do, homie It's Federal and come with football numbers in the 4 They bee a nigga dead, man But nathin, fuck them muthafuckaz They could hatin
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They wanna me with nothin (Huh uh) But aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint on nothin (Huh uh) They come to get me, I'm bustin, (Uh huh)