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Stick To the Plan
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Dee Watkins
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You think you got what it takes? You think you know or something? You know nothing Yung Hydro Beatz, yuh Ayy, I wanna hear myself, I don't think so You know nothing, uh Ayy, yeah, uh I'm kickin' shit, livin' life like a movie Got ran up them racks, they ain't think I could do it She pulled a [?] and she speakin' it fluent I f*ck from the back and she bust like a Uzi These niggas bitches, they tough in they music This Draco got power, now watch me abuse it You got a pistol, but you ain't gon' use it Rich nigga catch me a body and coochie (Uh) Who the f*ck said we ain't made for this? Cut that ho off she's a crazy bitch Go get some money you lazy jit I got a dick that [?][0:40] I can get you stepped on, and I bet I don't gotta pay for shit Hop on a bit on some wavy shit f*ck what thеy said Go crazy Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy Go crazy, go crazy (Ayy) f*ck what they said, go crazy Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy Uh, ayy [Poppa it?] made me a savagе lil' nigga No we ain't rappin', we baggin' a nigga Free my lil' brother, he back in the system Soon as he [?], and it's back to the trenches Back to the trenches, it's back to the basics Back in white coup, how the f*ck am I racist? I ain't have shit, how the f*ck did I make it? My gramma was praisin', the struggle it made it Why the f*ck people keep callin' my phone? I'm in the studio leave me alone f*ck your opinion, I do what I want My daddy ain't shit so I'm all on my own f*ck them lil' niggas who ran in my home Soon as I catch 'em, I'm gettin' 'em gone Told my momma she gotta stay strong f*ck all them niggas who doin' you wrong Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy Go crazy, go crazy (Ayy) f*ck what they said, go crazy Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy, go crazy (Uh, ayy) Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy Rock out, we rock out, we rock out for fun f*ck what they say and go get you a gun [Lonelier me?][1:57] that lil' boy like my son They speak on his name, they get sent to the sun f*ck was she sayin'? I told her I'm done f*ck is you playin'? You know I'm the one Play with the gang you get smoked in a blunt Play with the gang you get smoked like some runts (Uh) Anyway f*ck all them niggas we croppin' them out of the picture, They in the way (Uh) 12 get behind me, 200 and two on the dash, I'ma get away (Uh) Stick to the plan we gotta get rich Just like the clan we gon' die for this shit Ride for this shit Tell him I'm lit, nigga You think you got what it takes to get rich, huh? You think you know or something? You know nothing You know nothing about nothing You gotta stick to the plan Jit!
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