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Now they say you ain't never suppose to no man Can't tell that to a old man Who see a young *** getting dough man Icy Audemar, Hendy gold
a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan That's why I keep the nine in the door pan it's gon' bust you roll on us Know it's blow for my dough
Why would you try with that told you he keep it G We can like the two chains on my neck The hood is Iraq, I'm in the 'jects
The up, take 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 with the ***
They talk it, we all about it They plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, just like a mountain You heard it 'cause she running her mouth
She wants to and she's trying to hide it I'm cool as ever, too excited Her man look he want to fight He ain't nothing, but running his mouth
*** and feel the fury of a high, *** When I get busy, throw hands in the sky, *** I got the illest of the ill mentality, *** be me Knowing that they'd rather be me
All up in my trying to take my track When I to sell ***, I ain't had problems like that Street rules, watch your pockets and jewels A *** front, the gat to the fool
Necks wanna move, getting *** Streets to a from the ill, ghetto *** As I release like adhesive Stuck to your *** like when you're wiping fast
have a hard time believing I mark with death, hard to kill Steven When Jake come, I'm leaving, the man's motto You got a chance playing Lotto, what you want, ***?
They talk 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 to hide it I'm cool as ever, too excited Her man like he want to fight He doing nothing, but running his mouth
Ah, yo, now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all the beat Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all the street The general consensus is you'll be the dominating raw and let me continue to bring the heat
You who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops The kings of the music and the kings of the cross ***, fire then, drop like the purest of powder That's why of these *** little song be sounding like ours
years ago, *** probably thought I was dying Now *** are idolizing, put our face in the shrine Yeah, I took a little time to cook and show you really hot How the *** any of you *** think, you feeling my
Why you *** mad at us? We shit on your floors All in your house, ***, our is different from yours Listen, you come, you can do it I continue to preach Snoop, fam, bigger bust of the stand if you reach, let's go
Run for gun, you suckers, B I G I'm a get them, mother*** 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, it out, run in your house Gun in your mouth, ***, quit your mouth
They talk it, we all about it making plans, we sit and counting Our cheddar stack, just like a mountain You heard it 'cause she running her mouth
She wants to ride and she's to hide it I'm as ever, she's too excited Her man like he want to fight He doing nothing, but running his mouth
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