ft. Raekwon, Knytro
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Feeling like a Tyrone Jones, barefoot on the block
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Going gorilla, hip or hop out close
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I'm #winning with no Charlie on me
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Feeling like a cool Billy, these gates, they never close
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Backstage chilling with women who kiss my hiney
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At the back of the club, sipping Moet is where you'll find me
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Bumping Al Green through alpines
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Full of fire, toking on Cheese C99
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My Cinderella high times, my, how time flies
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Whenever I deny strife, live out my life
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Without living a lie, like figures that I find ridiculous
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My life's live, nigga, go Popeye for spinaches
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I'm spinning kids, no stop time
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We diligently killing it, OGs chilling, they feeling it
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'Cause we the realest in the building, Ciroc'king luxurious
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Bottles popping, I'mma Rick James, the party don't stop
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Gangsta, gangsta
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Gangsta, gangsta
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Gangsta, gangsta
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Crow teeth, words and writing
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All I know is blood sport, Gilette-style, lyrics are slicings
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Started from the bottom, now I got 'em
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Slip us in the motion, two big bulls, my hoes riding
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Water to grass, thinking 'bout cash
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Buy an ass stack out, cop a couple giraffes
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Yo, ranch house, twelve rooms, I play the largest, the top
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Anywhere else, I'm all for my blocka
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Killers with connects, specs on
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Adidas' sweats, gold Mac 11s, reapers and crafts
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We showing, chill out relax fully
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My game plan is Rain Man, 300 million, all stacks, really
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Dumb bishop, this the division
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Yo, far away from prison but I'm still in the system
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Can't take it? Roll out, it's like the dice
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So nice, birthday cakes with bombs and they blow out
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Gangsta, gangsta
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Gangsta, gangsta
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Gangsta, gangsta
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Gangsta Boogie
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