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You niggas gon' learn a buckin'
squad buck a buckin' 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 still try to hug her even though she ain't my

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

We got fireworks for ya
Pop the trunk ,get the gift lemme show ya
Niggas treat that like a joke
A city's like a murder up in Copeland
ya brain like a buncha snow flakes
Yeah, I put that weight down, now it's real

Tell me watcha 'bout me boy
That's me, I'ma d-boy
Tell me watcha '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 the truth me and my nigga don't write it
9 years from the day my man got indicted
I thank God for the hard times when I
He protect me a Mother, nigga now, I'm tuffer

Can't forget you prof, I still see ya
I'm at the everyday, I can't leave ya
I feel your when I'm writing with the pen
what them niggas say you my brother till the end

Nigga save a for me, tell God I'm coming
Niggas killin' fo' that money but leavin' here with nothing
If it a motherfucker, I'ma win it
As far as I'm concerned, no competition in it

Call me the green 'cause I'm wanna lie
Now my [unverified] mommy better what she got
[Unverified] get some shit, got a new house
Congratulations 'cause ya son made a with his mouth