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Lyrics from snippet I don't like none of y'all n***as Talking 'bout guns? You ain't shot none of them b*t*hes I don't want hunnids and fifties Pray on me to defend if these n***as keep tellin' Took a lil' break, now it's right back to the bidness ceiling, way over all of these n***as shawty got class Said she don't f**k with a n***a I really don't f**k with a n***a Said he want beef, wish good luck to the n***a I don't get up for a million, [?] Then we can talk about bidness I feed a army of n***as, I get your mama to kill ya I know the cost of a bidness, it ain't no heart in these n***as It ain't no truth in them lyrics It ain't no truth, you could feel it It ain't no truth in them n***as Chuck 'em aside, gotta reach higher to see me [?], I wonder if Stevie could see me I'll turn your garden to Eden I get away from a demon, I'm smoking with Jesus I bet the devil believe it, I ain't got friends for a reason I don't like none of y'all n***as I don't like none of y'all n***as God I keep the piece with you n***as I smell the b*t*h in a n***a When a n***a get shot, you find a b*t*h in a n***a When a n***a get caught, you find a snitch in a n***a
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