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[Verse] These niggas better step back before they make the news 46 millis with the Fruityloops Africa thats where my roots Trappin, trappin, trappin, you been bandwagon plottin Do this shit forever nigga I ain't/won't stop Look, I been in the game for to long, now they watchin Let me take you back to the hustle, when I was locked in Im the 46 with a Cali-Pack I be ridin Im like Picasso I dont give a f*ck about it Money ain't got Power but my niggas really got it No Peace-talks, no mercy when I see you Ima pop it I drop it, I kill, I feel like Uncle Phil (in the Hill Hill) I smell when you ain't f*ckin real We gon run with dat, You get shooted at With yo funny ass, You can get drilled Know where your honey at, We get baked She get naked, I got water like its coconuts You ain't one of us you tryna roll with us You sold your soul for a check, hold it up The niggas actin tuff but they really hoes inside, haha The car for the business, nigga Im a f*ckin menace I dont give a f*ck about the' pitty bitches Ima get it I dont wanna ride with these fakes niggas they ain't with it Its like homicide when you with some niggas who dont get it, Send me yo addy nigga! Hottest around, look im droppin it down Look Im poppin this shit, bitch Im true to myself Do this shit from the hell, dont argue with the blind Ima rise, you get killed, you lookalikes! Fresh and fly Ima drill, I do this shit myself Still hear these niggas talking, niggas gon route for the clout Send me yo addy Im there, come and get at me Im bout Shoot at your family/spouse! [Beat switch] Ah, Ah, A, AH Dont even trip. Bitch nigga is a bitch One call you get squeezed, a bitch nigga I dont need A switch nigga ion keep, My dawg he comin for ya neck Stop it mynigga you ain't gettin cheese You crawled mynigga why you cap Droppin a top in my f*ckin Benz, only nigga with a level I feel like 2Pac with my f*ckin plan, drop a nigga with a metal She said its smelin like dope in here, dope money got dough coming, she said Im one of GOATS out here Doing my thang, I dont know none p*ssy niggas disappear as soon as probs probs probs in the air, Why you gon fold out here We got some niggas livin in the hell supplying the dope out here I put my life on the line for this, I swear to god you gon die for this You a p*ssy need no iron for this Shoot you up, all of my niggas gon shoot you up You had a chance you f*cked it up, that nigga a fan He do it for fame, he just wanna shine, he just wanna shine Im in this, bitch by my side Im riding trough another nigga city with a f*ckin Drako If he wanna ride, slide I dont negotiate with fake niggas Im no killer dont push me Cause I know some killas, no rookies Bitch I am vet, soul took me Im on they ass, they pussies, bag stashed up Cash racked up, now I hope you took it yeah Look how I whip it and cook it, and all of my niggas be smoking that dope, that dope, that dope, that GOOD Fresh out the bottom, Im fresh out the woods You left, now Im right, I did what I could Everybody gon talk this out, but nobody gon walk this out, Nobody gon face this shit, these niggas hate They faked this shit yeah Im shootin this shit like its tennis, yeah I never said I was finished, I just started lil nigga As of today Im winning
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