Trump (Chump change) Nah TRUMP patnah not chump change Trump change, I'm talkin Donald change I'm Steve Wynn, I'm talkin y'know? E-Feezee
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TRUMP CHANGE, 32 Northstar with the the ? FRAMES, ? candy paint, pushin weight Roller skatin on thangs! Ridin federal Super-flossin, full of petrol Me and my Mossie, CHANGE loot, long money, big bread Step on my boots, next day, he was you not, all I gotta do is cough to have your motherfuckin knocked off
"Nigga you my nigga if you get no damn money Just remember no how much motherfuckin fetti you sittin on you still a nigga" Y'all know us meth merchants, stick or pies Y'all know us sea serpents, makin the grass, get full Little man complex, and if I ain't I'm big, and if I'm big then I got, big man complex Love sex, took three of my botches checks Put a down payment on a brand new invisible bezel Perpetual Rolex Bullet proof vest and armored bricks Sometimes you might me drinkin tap water up out the park sinks But most of the time Louis the Thirteenth, sixteen hundred a pop, guzzle sip sip guzzle non-stop Mo' candy than c it's coca leaves, flamboast and Go on sprees, and act bad mind how much it cost, put it in the bag! Bought a brand new Jag without, lookin at the tag
Fresh up out the box, bought a shit-load of with my cop money, pay cash all ones Talk to me, I the dopefiends crumbs monumental, when they let me use they rental I'm a factor, life, with mo' cheese than the Bay Packers, pay off the vice ain't went out Blackwards I'm engaged to this game, no swivel We talked about gettin out, but it's not When there's a drought we don't fret, we handle Nigga what you sweatin if you have chemistes that can make shit and when they cook that shit just like dinner But cluckheads don't use forks and They use TV
BAR-NONE, sucked up to nathin, rotation If it for some of that "Tired of Being Stepped On" shit I was locked up, I probably wouldn't have never made it Splurgin, overspendin, doin just a bit too much the ? on a new 40 if I could do it all over again I'd do it just I was locked up on a Friday, went to on a Tuesday Third strike victim, judge to do me at my folks on TV "Nigga my nigga!" In the day room "VALLEJO (watchin' BET) VALLEJO NIGGA!" Sorry about your patnah, he took a fall Up in here, we get the before y'all Now you know we ain't supposed to be talkin on kind of phones why you jaw jackin Well the new thing? White collared crime computer hackin Ticket scalpin, and dang near that I know be tryin to Hustle and get they paper cable box scramblers to bootleg bitches Just tapes, I let my boys drive my dectectors and po-po scanners makin hella noise Lookin out for the