Cant Be Luck (feat. ManMan Savage)

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Ron-Ron The Producer

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What's up with all these niggas,
Flexed they muscles, actin' tough
I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't f*ck
I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched
I ran a half a ticket a couple times, it can't be luck
A nigga play with me, that 40 turn his ass to dust
I pull off on your block, I know that scat, it make a fuss
I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't f*ck
I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched
Ran through 300 P's in one month, it didn't take much
My opps ain't never seen a hunnid G's, them niggas broke as f*ck
Next flip, I make i might go buy that Maybach truck
I fucked a pastor's daughter, she was raised right, but she a slut
I've been all around the world, but still ain't met a bitch I can't f*ck
Brought that SRT and spent another dub, geekin' it up
We don't like talking on the phone, turn them off when we meet up
Nigga pillow talk to these hoes, but when they see me, don't speak up
What's up with all these niggas,
Flexed they muscles, actin' tough
I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't f*ck
I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched
I ran a half a ticket a couple times, it can't be luck
A nigga play with me, that 40 turn his ass to dust
I pull off on your block, I know that scat, it make a fuss
I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't f*ck
I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched
These niggas broke as hell, I told they ass to give it up
She tried to throw me ass, I told that bitch to give me trust
You talking to, so you know I'm ridin' dual-truck
I'm rollin' with some killers, they not knowin' who to bust
I'm tight in with the plug, so I prefer that real gas
And I like thick shit, but I prefer that real ass
And I can dish it raw, but I know he can cook fast
And I can stuff 250 in this book bag
My niggas said he fucked up, I threw it, don't look past
I post a half ticket, make these niggas look bad
We ridin' SRT, I told man man, hit the dash
She came in just to fuss, so keep your hand off the cash
What's up with all these niggas,
Flexed they muscles, actin' tough
I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't f*ck
I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched
I ran a half a ticket a couple times, it can't be luck
A nigga play with me, that 40 turn his ass to dust
I pull off on your block, I know that scat, it make a fuss
I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't f*ck
I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched

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