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Ghetto Motvation
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Icewear Vezzo
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Oh, it's Yeah Oh, it's a Reddi beat Every man plays his own role And it, and everything start with the leader I'm a good leader, so I got good people that follow You know what I'm sayin'? It's simple If you can, you can only be like a nigga that's runnin' your crew (Iced Up Records, what?) If you got a robbin' ass boss, then you gon' be a robbin' ass crew (What?) If you got a real boss who know how to sacrifice and take the bad along with the good And show his crew, you know, how to be men Then this what you get Everybody shinin' like new money (What?) It ain't no other gang like this in the world (What? Ugh) You only strong as your boss is (As your boss is) This nigga daddy was a cop like Rick Ross kids (Nigga's a cop) Drank sippin', show these niggas what that sauce is (Drank God) Pull up in that Wraith and Rollie out just to talk shit (Woo) I ran it up, a quarter ticket, nigga, all slips (All hundreds) What's that stankin' in my pocket? That's that dog shit (That's that dog shit) IUR sit on that Cuban, now it's frostbit (What?) I'm on boss shit, 'nother level when that gnaw hit Ghetto Boyz, we gon' do it like Meechy did (For real) And I jumped off the porch early like GiGi did (Rest in peace) Watch they eight turn into smoke like RiRi did (Smoke) Look at my wrist, fuck around, go blind like GT did (Ugh) Niggas know what tip we on, ain't gotta ask the price (Nigga) Every chain that I got on came with sacrifice (Sacrifice) I come from the pill era, wasn't no rappers swipin' (Ugh) You told when you was on that road, you a rat with license (Bitch), ugh We gon' try some new things, but we gon' stick to the script We ain't tryna rewrite the book, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? 'Cause a lot of things that everybody's doin' down there, we really You know, we was the ones that originated it in the first place So we gon' stick to the script They'll leave our style alone 'fore we leave it alone, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, what? Yeah I was a drank baby before the deal (Drank God) I was sellin' niggas cut way before a seal (Facts) Y'all was out here sellin' records, we was rollin' pills First drankman in the city, niggas know the real (Know the real) Bitch, shout out the niggas out there movin' blow (Yeah) Niggas stackin' up that shit until they crew went ghost (Until they crew went ghost) A couple niggas done got dropped tryna do the most (Bah) Now he dodgin' bullets, lookin' like he tryna do the woah (Woo) I was in that one house cookin' pints on the stove (Real) I ain't talkin' 'bout myself, I put ice on the road (Ice) We was out there in the field, had to fight to get on Same niggas wouldn't sell me work want a price for a song (Fuck 'em) Oh, it's Oh, it's a Reddi beat
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