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

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Hey homie, you don't get familiar with us
Fuckin' you would give 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 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 from the 'Nolia but you do not me
eyeballin' a nigga down 'fore 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 ain't
It's like mind is in the same old state, ya know
I'll throw a nigga fucked up with his
I'ma tell you four fuckin' I'ma never do

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

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

To show me the little that she done bought for me
I take it back to when the big timers was pushin' the
When niggaz wore Dickies suits it was regular jobs
We cop Adidas, ghost town and Anita's used to be
And rumors started poppin' and it to crack
We to drink Crazy 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)
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 Let that bitch go
Let her bounce with a gangsta out six
Let her wil' out and it off a disco
Let me gas up, her down and get ghost
trickin' for the vagina, I like to get throat
Yo' ass tryin' to stay in here and lick toes
Good love G's, that's how the shit go
That's why need to tighten up and get low

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

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

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