MAX PAYNE
Reg Mason
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(Ain't nobody scared of no police) Uh I love the wealth, Kim K The Glock on the shelf Bruce Wayne, we choking you out, Ving Rhames I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne What it's 'bout? Chow Yun-Fat, nigga we taking you out I do not rock with the snouts I was born to ball, baby I'm up on my count I'm up on my count I don't tweet you, I do it in style Shoot a free throw, never Shaq Call da uber down, now she up on my belt Bussin at these niggas like I hate myself (Max Payne) I came to burn down ya house, Black Payne's Got a white chick, when we link it's sooo strange I put a head thru da wall, Kool-Aid I got a gunner, he shoot... Stahl mayne I got a gunner, he shoot... Stahl mayne Killers so dirty they wrinkle Balmain Lil shordie do not ball up the Balmain, uh I love the wealth, Kim K The Glock on the shelf Bruce Wayne, we choking you out, Ving Rhames I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I hate myself, Max Payne I love the wealth, I hate myself I love the wealth I hate myself, I'm tryna get in dat digital wealth I love the wealth, I hate myself Niggas be talking, ain't doing enough Dey took my cousin right up from the block Beat on dat ass, J-Lo "Enough" I gotta switch up my style hol up (Ayo big dog status, my nigga) Hi) Big dog, big dog Reg Ain't miss one step yet Birds fly, betta duck yeah V-dub-O my set My bitch look like Maddie, her pockets on London uh Alex Russo on the side Pull up in a two-door, now we at the function uh Like yeah yeah a nigga fly Yeah yeah nigga fly Yeah yeah nigga fly Yeah yeah birds fly uh Think I'm Cody Banks with a dirty face, ain't no dirty case yuh I don't need a mask, put it in ya face like ya Annie Mae, yeah I'm sayin I'm tall as hell, I could sneak a K All my bois strapped, we looking like a band I could've had them cuffs up on my hands (I got that guala, I don't wanna bag) I get her off and then I get a bag Me and the money always playing tag She f*ck with a nigga cuz a nigga stamped You think you could take a nigga, no you can't Baby I been raw, always am Both of my parents from the gutter, man Y'all don't be hearing me so once again Think you could take a nigga, no you can't can't can't can't Don't care what you packing, all my shootas pan My circle family, f*ck a friend It could get bloody like a tamp' I got my cheese in the safe I spilt my milk all in the bed I'm buggin out dawg everywhere Before they put my ass in the slam Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up Cuz I bring my problems wimme everywhere Back in the day, I had a birdy chest (Now) I got my mama like I'm muscle man (Big dog, Big Dog) (Big dog, Big Dog) (All the production is Reggie, lil keyth)
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