Correction Paroles Wave At Em par AK

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Cash a million
This time we full speed ahead at em
(here it is baby, what it is)
Punchin it to em
I'm goin hard this time
Man, I been at it too long
This is my last chance
Oooowooooo!
AK-47!

N***a my money good
Snap snap stop dreamin (woo)
Lay it back daddy, no I never stop leanin
Meaner and more muscle
I ain't slacked up yet or backed up yet
No wonder n***as act upset
But act up flex, I promise I show you where your rest at
Duck a headshot and I show you where that chest at
Like hold on man, homeboy, rest that
How you gon slow me down at somethin that I'm best at?
Like pushing the wheels with steel on the sidе of me
Got you asking questions like "why hе had to die on me?"
I don't know but we don't play like that
So if you courteous and wave, I'll wave right back (I said it)
I go broke and get paid right back
Why them playa hatin n***as in the way like that? (I don't know)
I don't know but Imma make em back back
And do it like a boss that you knew that had scratch
A bunch of hittas and hustlas on the team wit em
So don't watch me man, watch the beam n***a (woo)
(woo) (woo) (So don't watch me man, watch the beam n***a)
Oooowooooo!

We was talking business, it wasn't just rap
Now they all questioning how we did that
So Imma just wave at em
No I ain't finna play wit em
They talk about this, but we done did that
Now they all wondering what we been at
But Imma just wave at em
And momma used to pray that I make it back
When we was talking bidness (nooo they)
They didn't wanna listen (brooo to)
Even pay attention
Rather trip being on the bottle
Swallow all the sorrows, got no dreams to follow
I had a...guilty conscience selling crack to black mamas
And knowing that homeless child was in the same position I was
Sh*t, but still it's wrapped up in plastic
My n***as ride by smoking, waving at traffic
But I ain't hoppin in (nope), cause I'm not tryna miss another cent
Plus I need my own whip and it gotta have the rims
Wit...bad b*t*h sitting outside the cloud now
I'm smoking, waving at the hustlas wit no 9 to 5
So many nights and trips, I coulda slipped up
But it would be no fallin down witout gettin up
For my n***as pimp, pushin, and not givin up
Bet you now them n***as hearin us
Yeah

Pray that I make it back home...

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