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n***as out here tryna take credit for sh*t we did Let n***as get out there, feel me? Long as the job get done (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) Yeah, extra extra, read about it Yeah, I can't really vouch for these n***as like that, I know we about it Yeah, said she wanna f**k, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, b*t*h, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it Yeah, I done felt so much pain, somеtimes, I want to sing about it Yeah, n***as play internеt games with the smoke, want to tweet about it Yeah, if it's ever up, n***a, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it Just be about it Yeah, still bein' cheap about it Yeah, actin' like I'm broke, I just tucked off two hundred fifty thousand Yeah, I ain't goin' back, I was down, they act like they ain't seen me drownin' Yeah, motherf**k a key, now this b*t*h push-to-start like a drinking fountain Please shut the f**k up, why you keep on talkin' to me and you see me countin'? Yeah, I don't never watch it, why the f**k I'm getting this hundred-inch TV mounted? Yeah, ran up a hundred off unemployment fraud, n***a, send the routing Yeah, record labels blowing up my phone, can't answer 'cause I'm in the mountains Shh, we ain't gon' speak about it Yeah, extra extra, read about it Yeah, I can't really vouch for these n***as like that, I know we about it Yeah, said she wanna f**k, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, b*t*h, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it Yeah, n***as play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it Yeah, if it's ever up, n***a, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it Just be about it Too exclusive Brother call, got that sh*t on me, it ain't dookie Los from the 9 probably pouring something stupid Ever since they did that racist sh*t, it ain't Gucci We don't speak about it I ain't hard to find, n***as thinking that we tucked, n***a, we around Yeah, we around, yeah I'm the reason b*t*h probably mad her baby daddy want to be me Probably more mad I only let the b*t*h eat me sh*t, don't wanna hit it if it's easy I'm 'bout to start treatin' motherf**kers how they treat me It's only real love when they sayin' R.I.P. me The Louis pouch hold the FN like it's legal n***a feelin' froggy, we might leave him where we meet him Yeah, extra extra, read about it Yeah, I can't really vouch for these n***as like that, I know we about it Yeah, said she wanna f**k, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it Yeah, I ain't tryna cuff, b*t*h, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring around it, yeah Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) Yeah, n***as play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it Yeah, if it's ever up, n***a, it's forever stuck, we don't speak about it
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