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

I'm in that phantom, for that gray poupon
at my arm bitch, ya see the charm bitch
Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I her
I try to hug her even though she ain't my color

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

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

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

If it ain't the 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 like a Mother, now, I'm tuffer

Can't forget about you prof, I see ya
I'm at the graveyard everyday, I can't ya
I feel your soul when I'm with the pen
Fuck what them say you my brother till the end

Nigga save a spot for me, God I'm coming
Niggas 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 [unverified] mommy thank what she got
get some shit, just got a new house
Congratulations ya son made a million with his mouth