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

For sure, spit rogue, get more 'bout to kick in the
Dick sore, split whores 'til they on the floor
more sick from when you use to see us before
Shit, kill a nigga, quick, niggaz my rapport
Keep workers on the strip that be for war
Brick I a little quicker if they shit in the store
Rip, maybe 'til they drop, and they shit in they
Shit when I pop, and I'm grippin' the four

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

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in whip, turn the key and drive
Make a yeah we gonna make about five
We speak the and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm to the streets 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 like I'm sailin' a
Or when the team circle the block, busy trailin' my
Truck packed full of niggaz 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 louder than the clap when it drip

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

Grab ahold of the masses, I was with a gift
Niggaz be runnin' trap, throw 'em over the cliff
Thinkin' and the Guinness, busy holdin' the spliff
Flippin' and shittin' on niggaz 'til we old and we
I even drive whips, throw the shit on the lift
12 hours, one worker do the of the shift
I do the thing to you open your mouth
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 whip, turn the key and drive
Make a million yeah we gonna make about
We the truth and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the streets and everybody's it
Once again you know we only to get it