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Now they say you never suppose to envy no man tell that to a dingy old man Who see a young *** getting dough man Icy Audemar, Hendy gold
With a girl like Lindsay Lohan That's why I keep the nine in the door pan Trust it's gon' bust you on us it's gon' blow for my dough
Why would you try with guy? told you he keep it G We can like the two chains on my neck The hood is Iraq, I'm Hussein in the
The coup's up, the new Lame for a sec inches up, new cane in the deck, *** Right now with a *** and a And I'm goin' out like Keyshia the ***
They talk it, we all about it They making plans, we sit and Our cheddar stack, it's just like a You heard about it she running her mouth
She to ride and she's trying to hide it I'm as ever, she's too excited Her man look he want to fight He ain't doing nothing, but running his
*** and feel the fury of a high, *** When I get busy, throw hands in the sky, *** I got the of the ill mentality, *** be grabbing me Knowing that they'd rather be me
All up in my back trying to my track When I used to sell ***, I ain't had problems like rules, watch your pockets and your jewels A *** front, throw the gat to the
Necks wanna move, buts *** Streets to a flows from the ill, *** As I release masterpieces like Stuck to *** like tissue when you're wiping fast
MC's have a hard time I mark with death, to kill like Steven When Jake come, I'm leaving, the black man's You got a better playing Lotto, what you want, ***?
talk about it, we all about it They plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, it's like a mountain You heard about it 'cause she her mouth
She wants to ride and she's trying to it I'm cool as ever, she's too Her man look he want to fight He ain't nothing, but running his mouth
Ah, yo, now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all the beat Now watch me all over the street The general consensus is you'll be the fleet Bitch raw and let me continue to bring the
You who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops The kings of the crap and the kings of the cross ***, then, drop shit like the purest of powder That's why most of these *** little song be like ours
Couple years ago, *** thought I was dying Now same *** are idolizing, put our in the shrine Yeah, I took a little to cook and show you what's really hot How the *** any of you *** think, you feeling my
Why you *** getting mad at us? We on your floors All in your house, ***, our strategies is different from Listen, you come, you can do it while I continue to Snoop, fam, bigger bust of the stand if you reach, let's go
Run for your gun, you suckers, B I G I'm a get them, Don't you worry about a thing, I got a few chickens that's work that noggie In the lack a sack, go and put it on the mat
it do, nephew (Where at?) Uh, turning it out, run in house Gun in your mouth, ***, quit running mouth
They talk about it, we all it making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, it's just a mountain You about it 'cause she running her mouth
She wants to ride and she's to hide it I'm cool as ever, she's too Her man look he want to fight He doing nothing, but running his mouth
What you want from a ***?