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"It's new!"
Yeah! yeah, bust down, flipmode now
I know what you all feel doin'
Go 'head and crash whip in the fuckin' wall
cool, niggaz, we gets busy

For sure, spit rogue, get more 'bout to in the door
sore, split whores 'til they shit on the floor
Clique more from when you use to see us before
Shit, a nigga, quick, niggaz know my rapport
Keep on the strip that be ready for war
Brick I flip a quicker if they shit in the store
Rip, maybe 'til they drop, and they shit in drawers
Shit crazy when I pop, and I'm the four

Thick bitches in the spot, watch them for the sport
Spit vicious for the block, yeah we a torch
Stick niggaz for shit, thank them for they support
Quick nigga, better snitchin' down at the court
track a little slick and try to go on my Forbes
Cause we stackin' like we rich, and we holdin' the
This time, we had to bring it, guess what we
The hottest shit to bang from L.A. to the streets of New

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
all in your whip, turn the key and drive
Make a million yeah we gonna about five
We speak the truth and we talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the and everybody's with it
Once again you we only come to get it

Ha, I wicked now I'm back on the strip
Like I went on a vacation and I'm back from my
Nuff radio rotation I'm sailin' a ship
Or when the team circle the block, busy trailin' my
Truck packed of niggaz with the strap and the whip
Get the gat out of the stash, put it on my hip
Gat butt you in the face, split and your lip
Blood hit the floor than the clap when it drip

I credit your name with bullets, read the of the script
My victim's initials on the back of the clip
Chicks love the way we roll, how the is thick
So official like my name's on the back of your
Pay triple for the name on the of the stitch
Name like the whole now I'm changin' the pitch
Kick back crazy when I'm holdin' the fifth
Think you nicer than the God, is only a myth

ahold of the masses, I was born with a gift
Niggaz be runnin' they trap, throw 'em over the
Thinkin' and drinkin' the Guinness, busy holdin' the
Flippin' and on niggaz 'til we old and we stiff
I don't even drive whips, throw the on the lift
12 hours, one worker do the whole of the
I do the thing to make you open your
And give you shit to bang the midwest and the of the south

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, the key and drive
Make a million yeah we gonna about five
We the truth and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm to the streets and everybody's with it
Once again you know we come to get it