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Turnest Nigga in the City
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42 Dugg
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D-D-D-D-DJ Swift on the track Youngest in the, hey, I see you n***as (Mook, what up?) Mook got the keys jumpin' Doggy brick for sixty-five, yeah, I'm on that Free Skeet, if they don't take a three, then I don't want that One foot in and one foot out like f**k it, bring them phones back 'Cuz takin' hits still, 12 could get 'em killed still Buzz been goin' up in the hood, Doggy a thug Jedd finally cut off his hair, caught him a Blood Still takin' hits of the nast', thought I was done Nah, b*t*h, get you a bag, let's have some fun Jazz back f**kin' with Chazz, I shouldn't cry Maybach, two hunnid in cash, I shouldn't drive Local n***as tryna compete, show me a M Ran up two-fifty this week, n***a, in Timbs Gotti got 'em all lined up, I want a dime Doggy talkin' crazy on the 'Gram, I wanna try 'em Like he ain't worth half what he be sayin', n***as be lyin' B*t*h, I get it, I'm still f**kin' ovеr all your n***as Turntest youngin' in the city, you know all us pipe Evеrybody tote a .30, b*t*h, and all us fight Gettin' paid from them birdies, n***as, all us Mike, Vick, ho Let's hit the road, I need a white b*t*h (What else?) Prolly move back to the A, n***as don't like me Never seen Doggy go bold, check his indictments Told all you n***as here 'cause I'm on, why you ain't write me? I just got them call from Durk, n***as kitin' off the rock See a opp, you know it's on, say he right, I know he wrong Ain't no iffin', b*t*h, I'm goin', two shot dealie, b*t*h, I'm blowin' Any color, double orange, rose gold, forty pointers N***as' hoes, they be pointin' (I see you) Show that work work, n***a, I know like four of y'all ain't right Double seven out of five, n***a, four of y'all ain't fight Give me those, straight to Mike's, that was never me And tell that b*t*h, "Get off my d**k, I got better freaks" Bro, if I want a ho for real, she'll never leave I'm still on the East, packin', swervin' in that Bent' I still got the same air mattress that got her hit Lemme stop, I got a b*t*h, but n***a, she rich too Turntest youngin' in the city, you know all us pipe Everybody tote a .30, b*t*h, and all us fight Gettin' paid from them birdies, n***as, all us Mike, Vick, ho Let's hit the road, I need a white b*t*h Prolly move back to the A, n***as don't like me Never seen Doggy go bold, check his indictments Told all you n***as here 'cause I'm on, why you ain't write me? I just got them call from Durk, n***as kitin' off the rock N***as kitin' off the rock, b*t*h
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