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Baller
Nigga I don't a fuck
it's on, it's on
We got Baby, Lac and
In bitch

I'm a neighborhood
I'll anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of boyd
Niggas glocks
Like new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks 'em up
With and rocks
If anything been from me
It was ten a ki
I let my round hustle
As long as they for me

Look if I pull up on the
Knowing the set was
No more hand-to-hand
I'm for supplying
Since I opened up this set
This how gon' be
nobody selling shit nigga
Unless for me

All I know is slanging and block hanging
On the corner [in] the store
my thang
These niggas my game
How I do my
whip I can't do
But thangs I slang

Now I'ma pay all my foot
And tell 'em stay
And front all the hustlers
And 'em posted
white and that blue car
We 'em the law
And the dirt that my do
Is in the dark

Got l'il running water
And we 'bout to these quarters
The twenty under the
For my son and my
The hot enough
Start cooking quarters
These niggas it hard
And I

If I pull up dressed in all
With a in my mouth
Cause a nigga didn't pay
And I know he sold out
Put something in my sweeper
And run in his
a hole up out his pa chest
And a out his ma mouth

A ki up
And I'm 'em all
I got a put up
For the drought in the

Hot vacating the pop
Talk can shit up
The Feds call my 'hood a
'cause it's packed nuts
Ghetto money stashed
In the bruh
I got kis
Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice

I know think bad
Cause the people ride
I got 5
I'm out with a blast
Cash in your life
When you with me
I'll you work
ya off ya face B.G.

Cadillac's the name I run
So call me
a platinum Escalade truck
With 20 wheels
Now the Jag you saw me
That's for stuntin'
Loud pipes, big
So you can see when I'm

I don't give a nigga
Ain't no in the streets
You money come first
The other bullshit
I don't wanna no stories
my cheese
You nigga
Your family gon'

Headbuster Alva
Ya me dog
And everytime ya my name
It was a murder
I rap to clear my name
And smuggle bundles of raw
Always rap so you lames
and that car

Saratoga and I
I represent to the
nobody pulling strangs here
Unless that I it
If a put a hit out
Believe I took it
In the cost murders
Was ODing and

All i is gun slanging and head banging
Too many
And to sang it
Drop like a motherfucker
Fuck them
If a nigga line
that nigga

Type of who'll bat a bitch
And wait on her pa
of nigga who'll do a snitch
Broad day in the
I'm one of niggas that don't bring it
Still buy up the
Rob Deniero, Rob Banks
And out with the law

Look I come from the projects
And the ghetto
I'm cooking up thangs
they hard like concrete
I the O.G.s
A bag of olzes
For niggas don't know
I got whodie

The ol' nigga
Just a game
Fuck bitches, heat
Things gon' change
I'm the number one
Nigga, Baby's the
I like cooking
And how quick it come back

I rock a Roley
the crust out bang
Ice cover the wrist
Like I my hand
I sport Prowlers,
With the T.V.s
Iceberg, dick
Like here the man

I'll up at Washington [and] Six
In a six
I'll slide out
Bet I could fuck any

I push a Porsche Carerra
sprayed leather
The top off and on
To with the rainy weather
The seats they customized
They by Ricarro
A red CF5
I'll cop by

For catching me on the interstate
the law
With a in my lap
Tasting my
I don't when they too much
Act like stuck up
Leave nut up
I'll bat that up

The king of the
I crowd the wrists
Lock down towns
the top off the six
In the I be thugged
With ten topless
T-shirt, Girbauds,
In it

Killa, ain't no it

Off top, pop this bitch
You what I'm saying
Blockin' you understand

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