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This the shit they need, tell me where are you from
Drop your pants to your knees, I'm capital G

Might pull up in my
nine holds a good dozen
Might up in your cousin
Just made a mill and still
Niggas on me, but they should of shot me
See, I hit the then spot him, got him
Court date, but I the bail
Rather wig myself before I sit in
Need a gang of weed and a pint of
Got a hat say Figg on my tip
trust no ho, I might sock the bitch
I'm apocalypse to your
cop the Phantom, get ghost
I can pay your bills this coke
Need an extra for this smoke
I can see for miles with scope nigga
Got an oxy-scribed to this dealer
Misses Piggy want her Biggie
cremation then called it crack
I'mma keep on eating till my fat
Sell that fix, it cross the map
Push my in between her lap
Put my all down her throat
'Till Tito kilos off that boat

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me where are you from?
Drop your to your knees
Girl I'm G
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If you see my check I hit it
If you see my house I hit it
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Yeah, this that four in a Regal flow
Speeding through the lights
She want Versace like it's a mistletoe
I put everything gold for yellow rice, graduated from ice
If I stand on my bank roll (Stand on your roll)
Nigga, I'd be of heights
And I'd be the po'lice
When I was poor with no lights, when I was with potential
Watch my flow in four inches, oh she in Christians
All gold but my vintage, it out and she kiss it
All gold on my wrists's, God can judge no
Just because I got don't get it twisted
my whip down the boulevard
Word round town I was selling
and I'm talking bout the yayo
Hit her on the and then I lay low
I may say "que pasa" the pesos
Promethazine, codeine, (Tru!)
And I pull up to the valet
You I got the strippers on payroll, uh!

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This the that they need
Tell me where are you
Drop pants to your knees
I'm capital G
This the shit they buy
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the shit that they want
Tell 'em, 'em
If you see my watch I hit it
If you see my check I hit it
If you see my house I hit it
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100K in my trunk, keep that bitch with that
She gon' pop in them heels, she must heard of my
She gon' roll on pills, just don't grab on my hat
This that shit that's Iraq, this that make you
This that shit you just bought, this that Q go damn
that car that won't park, pedal to the floor, it won't stop
And just you thought it won't drop, Oxymoron in stores
Come in kids, the door, knock-knock-knock, hit the floor
Need my off the top, could buy anything off the lot
that steel, not the grill, get them slugs off for real
This that with the jail, we go in, smoke the L's
She love my mic, rock the bell, that punani killed
All them hoes the Q, spit that truth, make the loot
Expensive whips we hotbox, 2 bills on my socks
This that make you cockblock, that make me pop shot
This filthy convo, this that must be Figueroa

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This the shit they need
Tell me where are you
Drop pants to your knees
Girl I'm G
This the they gon' buy
This the why I'm fly
This the why I'm high
the shit they gon' want
This the shit that they
This the shit that they
Tell 'em, 'em
If you see my I might hit it
If you see my I might hit it
If you see my house I hit it
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