(Chorus)
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Yeah,say attention in a jail
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Trays up,everybody understand
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We get tired of this shit
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We may burn you bitch
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And the change into the street
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Dope boys hell yeah we could be
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Damn nigga
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And we do it for your home
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Real life, a life get to go
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(Verse: Shawty Lo)
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Now I'm back on from the coma
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Pink spray and a cali marijuana
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I'm a product of the streets
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Heard your news, been looking for me
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I'm here nigga
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And from my nigga's in Alabama
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West coast on top we be counting,nigga
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It said division to check my camera
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I fuck them hoes I do it random
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And the church to your robbers ,wassup
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No,how you gonna rob a robber
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You know I keep it steady clear
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Shout off with bitch short year
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Rally gave you a kiss
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In the mouth here now I will miss
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And yeah bitch I'm Shawty
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Banging homeboy, Shawty
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(Chorus)
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Yeah,say attention in a jail
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Trays up,everybody understand
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We get tired of this shit
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We may burn you bitch
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And the change into the street
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Dope boys hell yeah we could be
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Damn nigga
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And we do it for your home
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Real life, a life get to go
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(Verse: 2Chainz)
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I'm from where 10$ get you 2 gallons
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The industry just a bunch of fruit salads
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I'm at the rich cartoon what I blunt sparking
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All this polo on , all alike cartridge
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All this spot I got, I need a fireman
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And the poor ,rich call 'em violent
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Two church tonight I got them fire chain
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I got hit on like I'm in LeBron night
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I'm D-boy baby you should take a picture
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And if you look like money I'mma take it with you
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But Shawty when you die you can't take it with you
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I'm running through this paper baby like it's tissue
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(Chorus)
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Yeah,say attention in a jail
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Trays up,everybody understand
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We get tired of this shit
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We may burn you bitch
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And the change into the street
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Dope boys hell yeah we could be
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Damn nigga
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And we do it for your home
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Real life, a life get to go
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Attention
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Shawty Lo |