I got a bunch of niggas with me, we trying to get rich
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So when I walk up in this muthafucka, watch your bitch
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See that new black Benz? That's not your shit
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It's no squares in my circle so you not gon' fit
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And that's J three on fire, he not no bitch
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So if you say something wrong he might pop your shit
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Man the girls just like me, I'm not no pimp
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I swear she give good head but she ain't got no sense
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If I see the cops coming, I'm a hop your fence
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I'm from Crenshaw and King nigga, I'm not no snitch
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Yea that look like me, but you ain't got no prints
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All your nigga make songs but he ain't got no hits
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He got signed in '09 why he ain't drop no disc
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I would have Dodgin' on that, no White Sox on this
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Shit I heard Funkflex say that "Pac ain't shit"
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And I hope when you see him that he slap your mouth
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Don't be looking for me nigga, I'm at your house
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Real early in the morning 'fore you back on out
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They got camera's in the club so we act on out
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And I'm that nigga they be askin' about
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I got a bunch of niggas with me, we trying to get paid
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The more money I spend, the less money I save
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The more money I got, the more honeys I blaze
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But don't let these nice clothes get you carried away
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I'm from the place where cousin Harold trying to floss that Beamer
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Right down on 43rd, right across from the cleaners
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You can hear the DPG bumpin through your speakers
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And if you get close enough, you might smell that reefer
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It's four niggas in a car, get high as the bleachers
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And if they don't fuck with you, I can't fuck with you eather
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My niggas go to Vegas, so we stay at The Seasons
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Like guess who I saw nigga you wouldn't believe it
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I might have done some things that you wouldn't agree with
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I might have got head from the girl that you live with
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I might have just fucked the girl you wanted to be with
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I got on my dark shades nigga I can't see shit
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The Homies
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| Dom Kennedy |
