Hold up
Dread Money
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I do not f*ck with these niggas, no I paint these niggas, don't get a picture And I ain't finna deal with ya I'm smokin' on gay ass skittles I'm ridin' around in a bag Nigga know that I don't chill nobody Nigga don't do that I'm high as f*ck, I'm smokin' good gag You ain't got me stuck, high as f*ck Nigga don't play with me, I swear I light you up Get no f*ck, I'm one of them big fucks I remember all the time that I was reppin' this shit One day she do me, I swear, I ain't even listen nobody Better not talk to me cause you know I'm a blow Play with me, I'ma wipe that boy nose In the ice cold, I ain't got no friends But I got a couple bros, I be puttin' in that work And you know that I be gone, come and see me in person Don't let talk up on phones, no You think that I chit-chat but I do not chit-chat I'm speedin' on the highway like I'm runnin' for 12 I don't know why you hate me, when you get going I was raised up in that slum, yeah High as f*ck like a helicopter I'm the proper dog, the type of nigga you ain't never seen Been gettin' to the money and I get into my dream Nigga turn me on, nigga I ain't green Knowin' that I got the tools, nigga what you gon' do You ain't gonna do nothin Wide in my opps, lookin' through the motherfuckin' blind Tryna find out my secrets, six year opp Fuckin' with the opps the whole time, that's why I can't trust That's the reason, bitch you can't even give me a reason I ain't never gonna trust no opp, every opp around me they get popped Bitch you better be glad you my sis Real G, movin' by the G, cold, keepin' this shit silent Bitch you know you play me, I'ma get violent Movin' around dangerous, walkin' through the apartment Walk through this bitch like I'm king of the world Yo girl she nervous, she startin' to hurl Keep this shit real, your problem gon' snake Keep this shit real, your family gon' hate Keep this shit real, your family gon' snake Keep this shit real, these bitches be hoes If you gon' marry a bitch, she a hoe Just know she a bitch, so know she don't go When you gettin' riches, know these bitches they don't give a f*ck She'll leave a man standin' right there With his motherfuckin' dick in his hand She don't even give a f*ck if you don't got a car She know that you is a star Got that status, know you goin' far One of the most pussy shit I ever heard Was a nigga sayin' that a bitch ain't gonna f*ck you If you don't got a car Many bitches know they steady fuckin' on me And I don't got no car Man they know a nigga comin' up every day Man they know a nigga fuckin' star
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