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

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Hey homie, you wanna get familiar with us
Fuckin' you would give me and my niggaz a rush
I'm sick of all you and the and supposed to be thugs
Tellin' stories 'bout your life that was not how it was
Yeah, a nigga did some shit back in the days with the
Like in your hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the
You get the fuck when you hear shots and 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 nigga 'fore you get shot homie
You don't wanna know what I've thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and find you another to chill
I've been drinkin'
'Cuz we see a and everything ain't great
It's like everybody mind is in the same old state, ya
I'll throw a nigga fucked up with his
I'ma tell you four fuckin' I'ma never do

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

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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 pick up some bad habits in these streets
you talkin' to this and that nigga and showin' your teeth
Walkin' 'round you like you 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 it back to when the big timers was pushin' the size
When niggaz wore suits like it was regular jobs
We cop Adidas, ghost town and Anita's used to be
And rumors started poppin' and it to crack
We used to Crazy Horse and shoot dice in the back
We had four rules in and I can promise you that

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

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

I know you of, I'm gettin' doe
Let me my palm pilot, I'm gettin' hoes
Let me check my wallets, we gettin' close
My squad up in the crowd wilin', they more
Drive by in the '5-5, 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)
turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at these

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