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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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