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You niggas gon' learn a buckin'
D-boy squad buck a buckin' Boy

I'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray
Look at my arm bitch, ya see the bitch
Sweet Alabama, Yeah, I love her
I still try to hug her even she ain't my color

Yeah, I'm fucking wit home boy but ain't nothin' left
See, I got enough heart to march with Luther King
Got them right by me and we can have a party
If ya niggas wanna try me,

We got some for ya
Pop the ,get the gift inside lemme show ya
Niggas that coke like a joke
A cocaine city's like a up in Copeland
Pick ya brain like a buncha flakes
Yeah, I put that weight down, now it's real

me watcha know 'bout me boy
That's me, mothafuckin' d-boy
Tell me know 'bout me boy
That's me, I'ma mothafuckin'
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go

If it the truth me and my nigga don't write it
9 years from the day my uncle man got
I God for the hard times when I suffer
He protect me a Mother, nigga now, I'm tuffer

Can't about you prof, I still see ya
I'm at the graveyard everyday, I leave ya
I your soul when I'm writing with the pen
Fuck what them niggas say you my brother the end

Nigga save a for me, tell God I'm coming
killin' fo' that money but they're leavin' here with nothing
If it a game motherfucker, win it
As far as I'm concerned, ain't no in it

Call me the gritty green 'cause I'm lie
Now my mommy better thank what she got
[Unverified] get some shit, just got a new
'cause ya son made a million with his mouth