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(This is Greedy Money) (Dubba-AA flexin') Lame n***as wanna hang with us but ain't bang with us Slang with us, hanging out the window with them things with us Gang members, real pain-givers like a train hit 'em F**k the game up, me and my n***as ran a train in it Why they playing with us? They know EST the big mob Gave so many blues to you, they slide throwing crip signs (This Is The Sound) Pill poppin', if I did stop then I'd miss Quan 55 Zoski shooting drive, we ain't scared to die Casey seen me laid up, made me cry, thought I lost my eye I don't care who with 'em in that ride, everybody die You ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred tim?s He be lying, he ain't outsid?, popping sh*t on live Big slime, I'ma give a dime up for the location N***as hoes, we gon' tote these poles, f**k probation Thug n***a hate them blood n***a, still a cuz killer Drug dealer full of 35, we gon' buy him out Made my first M with CMG, like, "What you buy now?" All-white, I rock Off White, b*t*h, that's stock price Bad b*t*hes spend they last with me, ain't never had one Thirty bricks for thirty-three a piece, I'm tryna grab one I'm the bad son, mama say she still love me though Cameras in the bedroom, it's hard for me to trust these hoes F**k these bows, I done seen a ticket selling bricks, n***a How you serving fiends? B*t*h, I only sell to rich n***as A**-kissing, baby, keep it pushing, I ain't your last n***a Fast whips, damn near hit the car, I'm tryna stash sh*t Past tense, I got a driver now, but even he know I keep that nickel on me, so if they whoop me, n***a, keep going Don't throw them birds to me, [?], I'm like T. Owens Free yours and free mine Gotti fightin' a body, b*t*h, I hope you beat it three times You fail, we gon' keep trying Quez been sliding, 'til something killed, he gon' keep sliding Five double-murders, doggy damn near got a graveyard Shoutout to the prosecutor, that's the one who saved y'all B*t*h, I'm like, "Who raised y'all?" I don't need no days off I pick up when that pape' call, b*t*h Yeah, weak dog, fentanyl involved, make the H strong Making plays how I made my name, it ain't take long Droplets of vanilla in my Tech to set the taste off Pull off make me wait long, I ain't no sitting duck Second run from scoring with that ice like a hockey puck If you wanna get down, you gotta sacrifice your life to us N***as in that field wearing wires like they mic-ing up Lackin' got yo' peoples' noodle touched, y'all need to tighten up We gon' get this money, give a f**k 'bout n***as liking us Ain't no winning fights with us, you know that we gon' light it up You better have your pipe or something, you must wanna lose your life or something Whipping, all n***as work they wrists like they writing something I brought all my dawgs into that huddle like I'm Mike or something Police found a face inside a puddle of your lifeless buddy Better have your head on a swivel while in traffic Gangster everywhere except my casket I'm a made man if an opp n***a asking With traps in every side county close except for Radcliffe, n***a
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