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You said what I'm doin'? (PrimoBeatz on the track) (It's Lando, your b*t*h know, don't let your b*t*h go, n***a) I'm a motherf**kin' Ghetto Boy I know you heard that sh*t, man, I'm— alright, one more time Hundred twenty cash on me, let's play hardball Only n***a in my family with two hundred, I'm an oddball Grab the Wraith key and start it up, you hear the car talkin' Dehydrated, finna pour some Wock' in a Voss water Got fired from my job 'cause I tried to f**k the boss daughter Plug threw a big bag, you would think Randy Moss caught it Lead in me, 810 baby, I drink faucet water Boyz chain on the way, Hutch say it's gon' cost a quarter Hit a n***a in Canada from the riverfront, it went across the water I don't drive Scats, the little pinky ring I got cost a Chargеr Signed a deal and caught a case, ain't buy a chain, b*t*h, I bought a lawyеr Didn't Lando tell you boys don't let your b*t*h go? Only time I'm playin' with a lil' boy is when I sift the blow Gettin' extra high, two zips to smoke and a brick to pour Waste the drank tryna pour it up, I had to lick the floor b*t*h raised her voice when we got into it, had to hit my ho Two Blacks back to back, let me clear my throat Damn near beat my fiend half to death, she tried to steal my dope At this point, n***as mad, they can't figure us out K shell get tangled in his dreads, he gotta pick 'em out I ain't like the way the b*t*h rub my feet, so I kicked her out Beat the b*t*h down in the living room, I had to fix her couch You said Rio told on who? You better fix your mouth If you don't really know 'bout lean, then I'ma hit your ounce Make it sound like a f**kin' thunderstorm when this hit your house Get a n***a whole database erased if I click the mouse I ain't hit your b*t*h, bro, she gave me head, I hit her mouth I'm in the best position, I can't let a n***a trick me out it Went to the bank and withdrawed some money like, "Crip me out" All blues, I know a n***a eatin' off the dogfood You're not a hustler, if I was lookin' for some work, I wouldn't call you Might drop that Lam' truck if this other hundred fall through I need a n***a spanked broad daylight, let me call Skub I seen a big n***a get knocked out by a small dude Glock 26, I snuck it in the club, this the small deuce Gary p*ssed me off, my new chain, I might have Kamal do it Buy a brick, a zip, a gram, I sell balls too I ain't gotta show I'm gettin' money no more, I thought y'all knew it Took two bricks out a zip, now it's a Paul Pierce You a weird-ass n***a, probably go and get your balls pierced You got a plan to triple money up? I'm all ears Dropped a hundred in a n***a car and broke the power steering I just sold a fake brick, then went and picked up Jaire and Sharon How the f**k you gon' have me frightened? I was scarin' scares He got a fake pair of crackheads on, he just wearin' ears I got a big brick scale at the crib, I can weigh a bear, n***a Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n***a, you know what the f**k goin' on (PrimoBeatz on the track) What up, Lando? You know what I'm sayin', don't let your— Alright, don't let that b*t*h go, 'cause your b*t*h know, n***a Free Peezy
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