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Huh, you know 9inewaves again? You know what I'm sayin', we was deep up in them trenches, yeah But n***as weren't dumb, n***as were intelligent You know what I'm sayin', huh We was deep up in them trenches but intelligent (Huh) A lot of robbing, a lot of killing going on, I seen hell of it (Huh) She say she feel good up inside when she hug me (She did) I can't put you on for free, lil' n***a, you don't love me Call the shots, yeah, I'm a boss, that's some' that you should be Open up and talk, don't be scared of me, baby (Don't be scared of me) I think that you special, spend a bag on you, baby Throw it back and f**k it up, prepared for it, baby Turn my self up, think I owe you some', you can suck a d**k Why you all up in yo' feelings worried 'bout b*t*hes I ain't hit? (Why you worried?) I been grinding, yeah, whole lotta years for this sh*t (Whole lotta years) I done put a lot of blood, sweat and tears in this sh*t (Blood, sweat and tears) Who the f**k is you tell me that I don't deserve this sh*t? (Who the f**k is you?) The same n***as I did sh*t for throw my name in dirt and sh*t If it's up then it's stuck, yeah, the sh*t is permanent (The sh*t is stuck) Told my pops we in this sh*t for life, this sh*t is permanent Jewels jingling on my neck like a Christmas ornament Say she want it, it's expensive, I tell her just order it I was so high, drunk my soda, I forgot to pour in it Foreign denim on my body, you ain't never heard of this (Nope) I got money, I get hell of it Smoking gas, inhaling it Don't know how I'm coming, well, just listen 'cause I'm telling it (Listen) Told my b*t*h, "Stop tripping, girl, we locked, know you Heaven-sent" (Girl, stop tripping) You can't trick me out my spot because I'm too intelligent We was deep up in them trenches but intelligent A lot of robbing, a lot of killing going on, I seen hell of it (Huh) She say she feel good up inside when she hug me (She did) I can't put you on for free, lil' n***a, you don't love me Call the shots, yeah, I'm a boss, that's some' that you should be Open up and talk, don't be scared of me, baby (Don't be scared of me) I think that you special, spend a bag on you, baby (Spend a bag) Throw it back and f**k it up, prepared for it, baby I played that field like a punch sack, I'ma touch back If it's up, n***a, f**k that, you get dumped at It was ugly, couldn't touch me, you couldn't touch Max All this money, you don't f**k with me 'cause I touch racks You ain't never touch Neiman's, never touched Sacks (Uh-uh) Never touch no Boas, never touch gats (No gats, pu**y) Ran through all them hoes, go look up the facts We f**ked all the Rats (Uh), we f**ked all the Nats (Uh) I don't got no phone, I'm not calling back (Uh-uh) I don't got no home, swerve a rolling stone (Go) Got it all alone, I didn't take no loans (You know that) I stay low, don't f**k with rappers, I don't want no songs, b*t*h We was deep up in them trenches but intelligent A lot of robbing, a lot of killing going on, I seen hell of it (Huh) She say she feel good up inside when she hug me (She did) I can't put you on for free, lil' n***a, you don't love me Call the shots, yeah, I'm a boss, that's some' that you should be Open up and talk, don't be scared of me, baby (Don't be scared of me) I think that you special, spend a bag on you, baby (Spend a bag) Throw it back and f**k it up, prepared for it, baby
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