Car parked outside for about 2 hours
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Car parked outside for about 2 hours
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Scheme ass ak's, you know we gotta get ours
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So I'm talking bout how I'm fully wisdom, money and power
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Both smoking his face and smaking in the back of the choppa
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No time to waste bra, what's the combination?
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I'm laughing at the safe, I gotta make em pay up
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Said it's bricks in the attic, money in the truck, I'm from the projects
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Where everybody sells drugs,
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Them mob figures nigga now you know the bizness
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Shot pops in his face so we get the picture
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Got a car for my chick, hoe it is it
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Got 50 g's for you fetty, we getting richer
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She ain't kill a nigga quick, they my bunny bitches
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Think you about to fuck and then you missing
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I taught them show no love, yeah I'm in the pimping
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Collecting they digits and managing women
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Bow to the emperor, lion mane at my feet
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Sleep on a polar bear fur and my pillow's mean
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6 damn... whip glorious day for the king soon they gotta lead
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Just got a word there's a peasant in the residence, the princess made the guards tease
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Bring them from the dungeon and plunge them if they are thieves
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Sniper took one out he was lounging at the guard keys
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I prolly would have left him leave, hit him with a small feet
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Tryina feed the kids, I remember the hard game
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I got a kingdom, but in the hood is where my heart stays
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Travel on, impress my people, with the dark ways
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The hell was down when they were found at the edge of our sharp blade
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The hell was down when they were found at the edge of our sharp blade
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A street pirate no eye patch, fucking the game from the back till she climax
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You can run but where you hiding at?
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Got some niggas in the condo, choppa with the double drum bringos
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Chilled in my com mode, kush slipping out my nostrils
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Know this life slipping as the time goes
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Stay on in my grind mode, it's what my mind keep telling me
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But get him out the way, I'll be right back to selling D
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Which is me dope in its purest spawn
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So sit back by the track but you shooting on
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Niggas talk shit till them things popping ass, when that shit stop
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Fucking off money lil nigga keep rock
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A leap and a zip lock nigga, that 6 shooter give you 6 shots nigga
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Cause niggas get clicked for that sort of shit
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I got a bitch that will kill you for a quarter bricks
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Salute the shooter at the side of its death
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Confusing cops with no evidence left
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Salute the props, let the streets assume
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Who put the kid down and really put the boy in the tomb
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Fear when they speak his name they feel goose bumps
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Rise on the back of his neck when I produce tump
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No blow, just drough, juiced up, with the mafia for real, uz-ed up
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Hard pump nitro, dark shades, no love, no blindfold
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Drama goes on long as life goes
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Do my homework and I finished my assignment
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Believe I own you when it's not from consignment
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Vocal if I see bullshit, you can't quiet me
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Approaching you with 2 full clips, you better hide from me
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All that slick talk will get a nigga picked off
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Sure but you're dough stepping, blow your whole shit off
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21 gunz salute, I used to be the youngest one in the group
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Now my yg shoot, I'ma god in the street, plugs beg me to meet
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They just wanna talk prices, I'm getting them cheap
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I told them homie listen up, them high chills burn
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He got hit 2 times I hope it's not his turn
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I got rich off the fish scale, cookie and pot
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I can't wait till I ball and my kush plans dry
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I had to get it baby, you see me bands dipping
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Lean sipping, yeah the cream got the fiends itching
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I saw my ex bitch, she said she need pimping
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I'm in the m6 with my Japanese bitches
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Riding round, I keep the weeds twisted
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2 zens and some gin got me seeing different
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I let off 30 rounds in your coupe, 21 gunz salute.
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21 Gunz
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Berner |