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Ham hops, crack rocks, ooo-wops, cell blocks
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Biscuits, gravy, smothered pork chops
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Big diamond bracelets, mad lootin drug spots
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High speed chases, robbiries, crooked cops
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Guess who's pregnant, so and so got shot
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Bitches with fat asses, no brain and drop top
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Benzes, blue and green contact lenses
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Ya money, ya car and how live you and your mens is
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Knowin who your friends is, millionaire dollar shoppin benjeses
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Ya money how much them timbs is
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In my roll, fuckin shit raw, gettin driz-niz
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Me and ya dip, in the cut, blazin a bliz, she suckin my diz-nick
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Cope p'los and heron bricks
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So many girls in this world, which one should I pick?
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Shit is gettin thick, you better move quick
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Rappers is mad gangsters, applying pressure like the heimlich
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Dime chicks, that I love to stick lick
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Murderers, thieves, hustlers, pimps and tricks
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Chorus 6X
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Lalalalalalalalalalala
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Rolex, fat checks, while sex in tecks
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Bad ho's, corresing my chest, sippin the Beck's
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Burning l's in your projects, what's next
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It's the first of the month, go get those welfare checks
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Crazy connects, pushing a Lex, suckin on breasts
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Sleep all day, all night, fuck and duck the tech
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Dibs, the one's that quickest to draws, the one that lives
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My niggas in the ghetto, know what time it is
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Makin moves like a chess wiz, gotta feed my eight kids
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I need deep and pussy pampers, cribs and bibs
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Day to day, is how a nigga lives
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Nothing's what a nigga is
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So he ends up in pri-
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Zon, I think ya pussy so go get ya son
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Tough ass rappers, crazy talk no action
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Got freaky stunts, bring some
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Makin all Queens in my kingdom
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Eighty niggas can't get a crumb
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Dizzy broads with dope bodies, a dime a dozen
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Bottom line the pussy bangin, it'll make me cum
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Chorus 6X
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Jagaurs, strip bars, ghetto supastar
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Me and ya pussy out on the road, whippin ya car
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I'm takin off her bra, she gettin bucked baby pa
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Look new, but true, fuck like a pro likes action
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No camera, co reck it and leave a scar
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Niggas is fake and rough, but sleep like spar
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To cuss, bust, dutch us and bringin the ruckus
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Money makin brothers wanna fight and fuss
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Cruisin out my flesh light, plus make playas look ridiculous
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Trying hard, but can't stop the bumrush
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Sun trust, all the temples I crush, ya must back up
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Spontaneous combustion
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Forty five freaks inside my dungeon
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When I get paid I want it in alumson
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Lick a shot and cause pandemonium
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Crazy niggas in jail or the insane asylum
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Brooklyn Brooklyn is where I'm from
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Three minutes and some change and I still ain't say none
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Chorus 6X
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Seinfeld
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