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Shit, I write my own music, nigga
Shoot my own videos
I don't do no ugly bitches
Me, myself, and pretty hoes
Bought my first Girbaud's by
jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast
D.T. on my shirt
F.T. all my hoes nigga
D.T.on my shirt
F.T. all my hoes nigga
Foreign when I skurt
Foreigns on my clothes nigga
Foreign when I skurt
D.T. on my shirt
F.T. all my hoes nigga
D.T. on my shirt
F.T. all my hoes nigga
Foreign when I skirt
Foreign on my clothes nigga
Foreign when I skirt
real
And let you meet that .44
Run your mouth you in the trunk
Glock to your head nowhere to run
Catch you niggas when you by yourself
We gon' hit
Dedicated! Free my nigga Meek Mill!
D6!
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call
baggies in alleys
To where the streets is your family
Gettin' blurred by the same cop
Go to jail for a year and come home
Two of your niggas dropped
and sippin gin
We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce
We hit the studio and then bounce
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Click shit, big figure shit,
(toes)
Nowadays, man, these niggas be worse than the hoes (the hoes)
Pickin' up my nigga on the way to the O (way to the O)
Droptop Lambo, I'm driving
won't you pussy ass niggas stay the fuck out a real niggas Way
I got these hoes in they feelings cause they wanting dealings but I wanna get me some cake
Niggas talkin' shit, bitches on my dick
Stay so swift, buckin' this shit
Beat made by Swizz, so you niggas can't trip, 'cause
[Tray Deee]
(Everywhere
whooped
Walk in the club hatin,
You gon get your ass whooped
Buy them niggas off Dayton
You gon get that ass whooped
Anit no hoes in here
Anit no hoes in
Nigga, I put money over hoes
(They be like, what?)
Woah, that young nigga right there cold (yeah)
Ridin' in a droptop Rolls, yeah, I'm ridin' in
up rahrah?
Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin' outlaw
That's right nigga, hahaha, housin' these hoes, you feel me?
Aight, kno'what
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out!"
just be in the way
These hoes gone go by the day, these bitches be thirsty I told the bitch get out my face
You know that my niggas don't play, these
Bitch I know I'm shit
Bet yo hoe want the dick
On the stage with some hoes
By the pole and it's lit brought my pole in this bitch
You can get smoked in
time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the heat of the
Heartless hood, it's all
It's The Unit man
Nobody do it like we do it you nahimsayin'?
Straight G's nigga, G's up nigga
Infamous Mobb Deep nigga
Y'all know what time it
split" (what the fuck?)
Ha, these niggas hoes, these niggas know I know
You hear me, I don't, I don't think these niggas wanna do it, slime
I'm
in the black Cadillac
And the bubbles in the Hummer truck
When you see a nigga cruise through
Niggaz try to jack you and loose my coop is by
(designer, designer)
My bitches all bad (bitches all bad)
They kicking nigga doors (woohoo!)
I do it by myself (do it by myself)
I split it with the bro's
a hundred Haitians
I'm a hot nigga by affiliation
Look, fresh up out the county, I done did a lil bid
Let the popos run up on me, I won't tell them
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