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Yea, yea Yea, yea Rrrrahhh Man, they knew who the fuck we was I had to Damn, bro Aye, turn the beat up a lil' bit Oh yea, we good right there There you go, come on Aye, look Walk in my kitchen, I got drip and shit Young nigga want smoke, I pull up on him He don't mention shit All my niggas bang, what you claim ain't even in this bitch And that nigga never been the same Since I hit his bitch He been making change, I got racks Nigga finna quit Half these niggas claimin' that they gang really finna switch How that nigga talking' bout he bang He ain't hit no licks I pull out that choppa, make it rain Leave him in a ditch Nigga broke as hell How the fuck he doin' robberies? He be on that bitch shit That snitch shit can't ride with me They should call me HOV You get smoked if you don't Roc wit' me You can't say you day one If you wouldn't spin no block wit' me Said my nigga changed And I swear I ain't believe 'em But it's fuck him, to the death Promise I don't really need him And I swear that nigga deaf He don't hear me when I see him Bullets don't got names on them But the pastor finna read 'em Leave his body on a shelf All my niggas really shooters Nigga talkin' by his self But that's only on computers Bad bitches in the hotel Look like they work at Hooters Nigga talkin' bout he famous Only got like 30 viewers All these bitches tryna fuck 'Cause they know a nigga next I ain't tryna fall in love So I only want the neck I'm a finesser How the fuck Imma be the one finessed Bitches swear you really dumb 'Cause they only want the check Nigga talkin' bout a choppa So I brought out the AK Nigga talkin' bout that guala 'Til them bullets come his way 7.62s, 30 clip Finna let it spray And I don't want yo bitch 'Cause she smell like filets And I'm done hittin' licks I'm just tryna get paid And it don't make no sense How these hits gettin' made Nigga say that's his bitch But he just gettin' played Take yo bitch to Miami We rich like I'm Wade And a nigga really poppin' out Fuck you talkin' bout Nigga really thought the Glock was out Imma knock him out And I came up out the mud, nigga I want all the clout And I never got no love So I'm takin' all amounts Bitch And they got us fucked up, man YBF Shit man I had to Man, I had to scrap that other shit, man I was finna drop something else I said, "fuck that, man" Man I had to turn the fuck up, man They got me sweatin' and shit Ha, ha, ha ,ha These niggas is trippin', man SCG YBF Remember that