Nigga what cha money like I keep doe E ho
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Spice the track up like a do bo Sasone a freethrow
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My hitman Janito
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He don't speek no english lingo
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and he fresh off the plane from Puerto Rico
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Find a nigga and kill em's the only thing that he know
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He'll ring ya doorbell and pop you right through the peephole
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Far as this key go
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It's gon' get stepped on, cooked up, broke down
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Probablly get distributed in yo town
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Block got me grindin', watch keepin me bright
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nigga why Im a knock ya hustle if mine treatin' me right
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And a nigga too busy to get in some beef with a loser
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kick my bitch up out the bed just to sleep wit my ruger
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Cuz if I finger fuck my gun and play wit her trigger
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She ain't gon' scream I don't feel like it today on a nigga
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Im sayin my nigga
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This is real facts, real truth
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I will shoot you to go rap about it in a real booth
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I Spit hip hop heron, liquid crack
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park the six next to ya five and tell you get wit that
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380's ain't gon' do it fam switch to macks
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Before you talk shit or even think startin' up a war
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Plush condo in my bedroom, mink carpet on the floor
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Two spanish bitches runnin' 'round reckless and butt naked
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If you a ladies man I'll bury you wit cha chick
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If you a true hustler I'll bury you wit a brick
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See the streets is watchin', more money more haters
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Fuck em' all keep flosin', more linen, more gators
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I rap now, still hit the block for a buck
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A thousand channels sattelite on top of the truck what's really good nigga
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Hell Rell Freestyle
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| The Diplomats |
