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Letra : Double Up (Audio)

Turned seven to a 14, 14 to a whole thing
Lord knows it's a cold game, switched up on you hoes, mayne
Big body take both lanes, backseat blowin' propane
All black, five gold chains
Young rich n***a bossed up on his own mayne
My new sh*t sound like it's "Soul Train"
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
RSC, we fo' sho bang
Tiny locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was you born in the 80's? Did your mama smoke cocaine?
Have you ever seen a whole thang?
What you drove through to the streets 'cause you grew up on short change?
f**ked up when the dope age
It remind me when these rappers drop duds and they clothes change
Had the part with the low fade
I would stand in front of Nix wit my sack for the whole day
Drive-by's, that was road rage
Then we park and hop out, learn levels to this whole thang
Old school play the O'Jays
Tryna make a slow change, mama still slavin' for a low wage
Tryna

Double up
Three or four times, I ain't tellin no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Do-do-double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three two
That's time, I got, to you
That money, my dreams, come true
My life, in diamonds, who knew?
Who knew? Who knew?