Lyrics:
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
ass, we ran right through it
You out acting like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fuck out my site, I
[Pharoahe Monch]
Yo, I got a question - in hip-hop, who they followin? (Uhh)
The niggaz with skills or them niggaz who be hollerin?
[Prince Poetry]
Them
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches from all of my niggaz
Who don't love hoes, they get no
we ain't worried 'bout them otha niggaz
If you's a thug, go on, show us, shorty rush a nigga
If you's a hustla cop, some weights and build yo muscles,
too use to simpin
Gettin abused by niggaz
N abused by bitches
My niggaz use to dem triggaz
Plus use to dem figgaz
Use to puttin cash in da stash
Makin
dude
Who transforms to a gay Tom Cruise
And that's controlled by the same black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
And these guys that are in my room
with no mask
And blow off you bit of mustache with yo tough ass
Shit everybody's bustin' down, my niggaz fallin' off all around
Before I go, I got my
extrordinaire, the jewels glare
The God is rare, I'm takin bitches back to my lair
I want mines and yours, strippin niggaz to they drawers
No probable cause, with
[Conversation]:
Keep everything on
Blaze always
Nigga this only nineteen thousand
(yo check this shit out)
I want my thousand dollars now
I
on my +Limp Bizkit+ and yell
"You niggaz know you can't fuck around"
Haha yeah, you see me, you be duckin up and down
(Yo yo yo) Super Lex, cop
niggaz
some say we dealers they call us killas
who we be
TRU nigga
some say we dealers they call us killas
who we be
TRU niggaz
to rumble well get up shit
If you buck you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick
Aw shit my nigga Ganksta Nip in the motherfuckin' house
Yo Nip say
I get front on my nine millimi
Will have my enemies, behind trees
Niggaz that think they live 'cause they puff a little lye
Pack a bullshit,
you want 'cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock an' fall witchu
Yo niggaz, shut your windows an' close ya
gangstas turn into hoes
Ion know what you niggaz on
In my eyes y'all anything
Bitch I'm on 10
I'm watching everything around me
Nigga won't take me from
out
My interior
Step ya hustle up
You little niggaz
Way too inferior
I been on some different shit
Invested time in my hustle
2 For 30 3 for 50
Got my
remain puzzled
Attacked by the weight of the bass
In yo' chest
Eightball MJG MC Ren
Nevertheless
'Cause we's the most
My real ass lizards
ass on a time sheet
Saw my nigga Rob wadddup nigga yo that reminds me
You see dem niggaz over there yea we had a lil stare where
On the dance floor you
darken looking for sharks to wise
Coast to coast man
Just look around Rule' will never back down
And why'all can never ever take my crown (niggaz
thing, light skin
Niggaz will body over her like fuck it
With a scar by her left eye
Her brother Alex was extremely close, he sold coats and minks
Had
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
Yo, we be going 50/50
I
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