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(Akachi in this motherf**ker!) (BA**Kids, answer your motherf**king phone, n***a) B*t*h I been a legend in this sh*t Hoppin' out that [?] like [?] boys Ice shine on wrist, b*t*h I'm gang, feel me? New [?] we Hermie in that stage [?] Pull up on your block like that b*t*h mine (B*t*h mine) B*t*h, is she real? There ain't no '69 Bad a** b*t*h still for that 69 MO high-five, swinging like I'm on zip-line Opps hatin', but they on a borrowed time Hop out my killers, they don't beat loaf Backdoor, b*t*h i finna lick the fours (Backdoor) Yeah talkin' lot of sh*t but I can back it up (Backdoor) I'on need a re-up, but I'ma not send my chop' F**k me good, bit' might get her tummy tucked See my [?] boot, rocking' Louis [?] You ain't shooting sh*t, b*t*h don't [?] shots Hoppin' on that Chang, whole lot of baby boy In my lil' hood, don't like mop Been flying, go in this whip, like I played for the Mavericks or some (Imagine it) I've been ballin' like I'm Paolo, but I can't hoop for nothin' (Can't hoop for nothin') Got my mama a brand new crib, I ain't give these bucks for nothin' (Like I'm on sum) Slidin' wit' my Yeeky, pop like bubblegum (Brrt, brrt) F**kin' on a opp, b*t*h, she give me rain, give me rain (Yeah) She gon' give me drops, then we break the bank, break the bank (Break the bank) N***as said I changed, but I still feel the same, feel the same Slidin' in the Lamb', this is not a Range And they go, "Skrrt-skrrt, it's hot" Pull up wit' a brand new drop (Drop) They said it is better on top (Uh-huh) But I fell in love wit' the block (I did) Damn, I know (I know) They put me back in my mode (Mode) You don't wanna try me at shows (Uh-huh) Pistol when I'm on the road (Brrraa) Even when I'm wildin', mama said she proud of me (She proud of me) I ain't f**k wit' pills no more, used to pop them like they vitamins (Popped 'em) I thought he'd love to shoot sh*t, I call him a murder man Gotta hop up in the studio, we talkin' like we businessmen See my [?] boot, rocking' Louis [?] You ain't shooting sh*t, b*t*h don't [?] shots Hoppin' on that Chang, whole lot of baby boy In my lil' hood, don't like mop I'm the one you call me your "Chainback" The dinner, man, real sh*t, we don't play them Real MOB, fake cars, b*t*hes, stakes on We at [?], plottin' out the aim dot First cla** from my hood, a complement of ya' Still hoppin' out the old charger, and I been in the block Like, "Bow" Them wit' the blue bags This ain't from no church Dizzy like mans smirked Shawty she jump up, put that sh*t on Girl give me a head rush Brunette particular Like parked in the hand cap, no cap Baby she using my lingual, I stamp that, stamp that, uh Ralf, yeah Whippin' that Lamb', yeah See my [?] boot, rocking' Louis [?] You ain't shooting sh*t, b*t*h don't [?] shots Hoppin' on that Chang, whole lot of baby boy In my lil' hood, don't like mop
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