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We in this great lakes state steaks n shrimp It's kinds to miss the crew cause' we all got limps We come with new kicks and stetsons The super bags and the white trash connection No flexin', huh, know what I You can feel us fool, we don't need to be It's all the green, not the drugs we be takin' That shits free an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time Got all state, all county, all hood rhymes It's all good times, the lord For dumb fuckin' and credit card fraud tearin' up your lawn, we got herds of lincolns Step into your crib and have your whole stinkin' Don't and don't think were soft Hide your money and gold and don't express your thoughts We get mad props, all shops Puttin' stops on crews get confused and lose, that's what we do tem from pioneers Leavin' suckers in awe you get jawed for queer Can you hear me or am I talkin to the That's top dog out each and everyone of y'all You get you come and talk that shit But top dogs camp ain't nothing to with And don't say we warn ya I got this detroit thing more love than california Drunk dj cognac dips me the sidekick thug boy kid with the limp I rip through rhymes like a in the breeze And I float through tracks like a in the sea A we bit shy but I by me And I'm a motherfucker when I have to be Got young g's with and thieves on hold Strategically placed in somebody feels bold, I told You ho's you can't fuck with 'cause I make more papers trees See we believe in brotherhood forever is You fuckin' with top dog your fuckin' with No I ain't ya, got all that I can do to hear Anytime you see me you should clear You see me in my lincoln, in the drinkin' Who you gonna check bitch, what the you thinkin' You can check me but that don't slide You can get your life tryin' to take my pride You with who? man that shit ain't big I roll dogs that'll rock your wig And got gigs all money, to portland Cellular receivers and is what were sportin' nothin' of importance, I don't sweat you Yeah the drinks on me but the on you I'm all about the everyday at all See I'm not doin very much I'm just havin' a I'm in bed by I'm up by noon I might sit around, I might me a tune I might go fishin' and again I not I might get me a 40 or pour me scotch The watch on my wrist that even exist A lot of people from appointments that I've missed I dissed everybody and mom for spite everybody's barkin' but nobody ever bites Your loud, sayin' nothin' Get you dad, get your Go and get your boy he's as big as a house Now take your ass click and get the fuck out I'm the estranged, deranged, got domains states I live in plush hotels with them rates I do big plates 8 a day The crew be large at the seafood bay Got a way with the and now I'm lookin' to scramble about to ass out on a no good gamble I could anything but I ain't down for broke So before somebody slides somebody's getting' I'm a no freak, I tweak skin like rashes I a little love with every day that passes Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary I'm a shy simplitic And get this, people say I changed I'm the same mother fucker with the old name A extra game and extra cash see You could fuck me but put it past me You bash me and got no reason I can lay up in the for 4 straight seasons I a pnk, I refuse to be I for what is not what used to be all up in the past that's ass Hear I say I'm all about today and I'm a die way... bitch