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Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust
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When there's beef best believe we bust
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We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here
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Pure, uncut, raw butter over here
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[Yukon]
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Yo you see the game getting better this year
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They done put P with Afficial something better in here
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I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been
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Somethin out they price range
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Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend
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Where we at, in a league of our own
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And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home
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So they can see the goods I got
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About how there's one in every neighborhood
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Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks
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You know it ain't too hard to tell
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That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail
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And if he down then his book's healthy
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You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy
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Beef ain't a problem with us now
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And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound
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And let em think they playin with that
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And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back
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[Chorus]
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[Desperado]
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I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin
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Used to fuck average bitches now the stars is looking
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Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face
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Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe
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I go to court the judge dropping the case
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No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place
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And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised
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Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge
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And age the major reason why they can't believe it
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But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it
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But they don't catch it till a year later
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Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield
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Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will
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Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield
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Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time
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But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga
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[Chorus]
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[S-Flames]
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I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops
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Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top
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I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters
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Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water
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Why you just try to send your man to merc me
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You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes
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I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one
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See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son
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You fucked up comin strong with the GOAT
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Getting killed with no money now you dead broke
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If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight
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Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night
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Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth
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Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house
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Game over, Afficial in here
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I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga
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[Chorus]
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[Curren$y]
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Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes
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A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right
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Same hits over the celly, sit back and write
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They only found half of ya so your casket lite
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Now your body real easy to carry
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These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married
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2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile
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With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial
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Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales
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Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale
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If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail
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A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell
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Man y'all niggas just beginners
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I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center
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Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners
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Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter
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[Chorus]
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War
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