[Verse 1]
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I still run with them same niggas – still run on that same block
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Still runnin¡¯ from police – still duckin¡¯ them same cops
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Boy, that two-seater, yeah, you know that Coupe mean
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Niggas makin¡¯ them false statements,
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they don¡¯t really know what the truth means
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That¡¯s alright, that¡¯s cool, though, they gon¡¯ learn up
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And you damn right that¡¯s a whole pound, my nigga roll up
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¡®Bout shit ? yeah, we be on that boss shit
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Niggas had it, couldn¡¯t handle it, so it¡¯s safe to say that they lost it
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Bossip, aw shit, M-O-B, on that mob shit
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Talkin¡¯ ¡®bout who you gon¡¯ rob, bitch?
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I¡¯m fully equipped with this rocket
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Nah¡¯mean? It ain¡¯t even worth it
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Throw my frames on, now that¡¯s picture perfect
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[Hook]
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Them girls wanna party, they gone off that liquor
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I¡¯m tellin¡¯ them all to come fuck with my niggas
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They single, they want what we do, it¡¯s so different
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Do it so different¡¦
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Them girls wanna party, they gone off that liquor
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I¡¯m tellin¡¯ them all to come fuck with my niggas
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They say they want what we did, so different
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Do it so different¡¦
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[Verse 2]
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Word ? my niggas like hoes that like hoes
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Arguin¡¯ with that desk bitch
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Like ¡°fuck you mean that my flight closed?¡±
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Sweat suits, yeah bitch, they¡¯re my flight clothes
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Music playin¡¯ in my iPod, I¡¯m in high mode
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High mode, ultra beast, niggas all on those old gangs
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I was thinkin¡¯ ¡®bout how to make a million off cocaine
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That¡¯s hard to do and niggas ain¡¯t gon¡¯ play they role
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Man I should call, a couple niggas told
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Them long night – them cold days
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Them two-way streets ? them one-ways
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That car read a lot of money, nigga, that¡¯s ball park
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And you, you on some, nigga we call that Hallmark
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[Hook]
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Ordinary
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| Chevy Woods |
