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Never gonna stop to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my
(Three)
let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma stop hollerin' at the bitches

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Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar us
Fuckin' over you would me and my niggaz a rush
I'm sick of all you and the fortune and to be thugs
Tellin' stories 'bout your when that was not how it was
Yeah, a nigga did some shit back in the days the pack
Like in your hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the
You get the fuck when you hear and it's not yo' peep
But if a ricochet hit you, you better pop yo'

Yeah, you know I'm from the 'Nolia but you do not me
Quit eyeballin' a nigga down you get shot homie
You don't wanna what I've been thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and find you spot to chill
I've been drinkin'
'Cuz we see a light and everything great
like everybody mind is in the same old state, ya know
I'll throw a nigga fucked up with his
I'ma tell you four things I'ma never do

(One)
gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my
(Three)
let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at the

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From the 3 to the 17, ey yo, we it big
If you're ghetto you know who Wacko and is
New Orleans, see I'ma rep that, 'cuz my peeps
You could pick up bad habits hangin' in these streets
Have you to this and that nigga and showin' your teeth
Walkin' 'round you like you took care and you handled beef
Pissed off 'cuz your hoe come talk to me

To me the little gift that she done bought for me
I take it to when the big timers was pushin' the size
When niggaz wore Dickies suits like it was regular
We cop Adidas, ghost and Anita's used to be packed
And rumors started poppin' and it to crack
We used to drink Crazy Horse and dice in the back
We had four rules in and I can promise you that

(One)
gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my
(Three)
Never let the money fuck me
(Four)
I'ma never hollerin' at the bitches

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Now why you muggin' a nigga? Let bitch go
Let her bounce with a gangsta out six
Let her wil' out and flick it off a
Let me gas up, her down and get ghost
Ain't trickin' for the vagina, I to get throat
Yo' stupid ass tryin' to stay in and lick toes
Good girls love G's, how the shit go
That's why niggaz need to up and get low

I know you of, I'm gettin' doe
Let me check my palm pilot, I'm hoes
Let me check my squad' wallets, we gettin'
My squad up in the crowd wilin', they spittin'
by in the '5-5, forget a '4
Five, five and five, we get a show
Fifteen and another five, you'll get blow
You your block, pop and you get some more

(One)
Never gonna stop to get it
(Two)
Never turn my on my city
(Three)
Never let the money fuck me
(Four)
I'ma never hollerin' at these bitches

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