I'm shaking haters off, they trying to break the Boss
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They smile when I'm down, wanna see me take a loss
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I break em off, he don't want no drama
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I got a house and three cars, you still stay with your mama
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Steady speaking on my name, trying to gain some fame
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Boy you lame, your bitch ass don't count in this game
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You better get up on your change, instead of watching me
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Ever since I've been riding swangs, y'all been knocking me
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Ain't no stopping me hater, I refuse to lose
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I hit the block on 22's, and give you boys the blues
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Talking bout I'm acting funny, since I started getting money
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But back when I was broke, we wasn't friends dummies
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Niggaz hate to see you shine, so I keep a loaded clip
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When they see you getting grip, they wanna see you rip
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Ask that boy Lil' Flip, about these traitors and haters
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They try to put you in a grave, when they see you getting paper
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Mad cause we young niggaz, stacking big figgas
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Stay talking down, cause they girlfriend dig us
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'Stead of knocking my pockets, nigga focus on your bread
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Before you make a Boss Hogg Outlaw, bust your head
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We use to be aces, two common faces
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Shake Em Off
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| Slim Thug |
