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And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours?
We turn housewifes to everyday whores
Send 'em up in stores with the false ID
To get DVD's and big screen
and maybe make a little cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few songs
Everybody co-signed saying that we could do no wrong

Then hit the streets with
A on the map and maybe make a little cash
Jumped down with Big Tyme, put down a few songs
Everybody co-signed saying that we could do no wrong

Then hit
check my history eventually you'll get told the same nigga big dogs a damn fool a fixture in the game and I play it by my own rules damned if I'mma change
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
for ? an autobahn is where the cash drop
Then take the paper, then distribute to the have-nots
I'm on the scene, 26, and I'm a manchild
'Lo machete,
stop 'n shop
No regular, we only serve the best
For the low low, cheaper than the rest
I'm takin' orders; tell me, who's next?
Only cash, no credit,
I don't pay for ass, you pump my gas
You get slapped when we're short of cash
I get whiplash when I hit the gas
And I holla out the window
Sic the beasts on you, turning mothers to morners
Money launderers, neighborhood coroners, place bodies in bags
Tango with dirty Cash, Cocaine jacks
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
to hell
But livin' the dirty, dirty
Havin' yah mama worry
That (?)

Tired of being blast at, but didn't cast that
I done asked for my life, and right
dirty tracks that were dubbed and played
Through an 8-Track and my grandma's hearing aid

[DEACON THE VILLAIN]
I'm afraid, though, we rap for food, we're
on the block know my nickname
When you drop by just ask for 'Whip Game'
And all my money get counted when the shifts change
They get to, we let my four fifth
at
You know everywhere stand by that, you'll never get where that Glock at
Myself man for the fortune ho, same thing for that outfit (yeah)
Look like I'm
stop 'n shop
No regular, we only serve the best
For the low low, cheaper than the rest
I'm takin' orders; tell me, who's next?
Only cash, no credit,
stop 'n shop
No regular, we only serve the best
For the low low, cheaper than the rest
I'm takin' orders; tell me, who's next?
Only cash, no credit,
learn me
My mission is gettin' Ritz like Jersey, chips for attorney's
Commissary for niggaz that's in the pen thirsty
A big truck, your trick hypnotize
Yeah, used to rock minks, then I changed to rabbit
From out the garbage, I came from Abbott's
Used to be righteous, then changed to savage
Bang my
Lets do this man for real

We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim,
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.
(Big money music.)
Blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle. 

What a bird go for
push, it's never gon be
I swear this lifestyle was never for me
I swear to the god of war, I'll never tour free
Now I'm swimming in dirty women, let me
The White Castle, the Empire State
The home of that Time Magazine new face
Metropolis of the world, I'll show you where I come from
By how the cash stack,
rowdy by sayin na na na na na
I'm a cash deala'
A No Limit ass kicka'
I'm a bad nigga
Fast nigga
Ain't the last nigga
Keep my mind on my money
complain cause Mike is hot
I'm hopin out for the baller block
Pimpin hoes in the parking lot
Flippin (??) with no halter top
They say Mike Jones fell off
help me ride
(ride) to battle the Daz, within the nigga or not (check it out)
Cash money got us addicted to what we niggaz kick
Good shit for bad shit,