Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm talkin' 50s on the 20s,
100s on the 50s
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Say the feds lookin' for me,
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tell them pussies come get me
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Say my trap goin' hard, nigga that's how
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We push it, got killers in the trees,
and I got killers in the bushes
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I'm a motherfuckin' hustler,
niggas can't stop it
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Players hatin' like a motherfucker,
but they still coppin' Northern
heard I had money on my head
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I'm ATM up all night, bitch,
so come and get your bread
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I ain't hidin' from you lames,
and I ain't hidin' from the feds
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DEA ran up in my spot,
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had to give me back my bread
then the motherfucker thinkin'
it's out the game
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Suckers put it up out my pocket,
nine thousand and some change
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I ain't even bust a sweat,
see I be in them projects
and them foreign objects
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Still waitin' for the drop,
I ain't hit the town yet
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I'm still up , sky fallin',
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I ain't comin' down yet
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Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
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Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
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First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' in your name
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But if you get caught in the lane,
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it's a motherfuckin' shame
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Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
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Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
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Yeah, you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
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Pussy, he ain't put no friends up
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like he ain't gotta turn
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Yeah, we dippin', we swangin',
blood crippin' and bangin'
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We don't never switch,
gotta represent what you claimin'
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So niggas stay real,
fuck what them niggas thinkin'
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One love, one life,
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one marble and you stankin'
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What's sexy is how you get it,
make your scent right where you live it
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Niggas trappin' out they house
even though them boys gon' hit it
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But money, we gotta get it,
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only fears bein' broke
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And I ain't never gon' choke,
never gon' flip
I'ma be the realest nigga in it,
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so I'm never gon' snip
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Man up , pussy nigga,
gotta ride your own shit
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You only get a couple fronts,
and then you buy your own brick
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Me, I wash my own hands,
clean up my own spot
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The reason they kill for me,
cause I feed my own block
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When them coppers hit the corner,
them fiends yellin' the D
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When enemies by the jacket,
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boy, my killers don't squeak
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Twenty pounds of that roof,
bricks of that Nokia
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Couple Benz's, Couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
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First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' your name
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But if you get caught in the lane,
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it's a motherfuckin' shame
Ebm
Twenty pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Gb
Couple Benzes, couple Pimas,
they make mines, they my divas
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Yeah, you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
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Pussy, he ain't put no bread up
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like he ain't got a turn
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Check it, I've been around
since the brick game switched lanes
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One spot for the bread,
the other spot to whip cane
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Fully full of hollow tips,
give him hell, I make shit rain
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Bloody murders over this money,
Used to play softball, now we playin' hard
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Finally made it to the pros,
and yeah, we started in the yard
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In a city full of tattoos,
bullet wounds, and scars
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And all the dirt that we did
was just to prove who we are
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So I can't fear death,
cause dyin' is unescapable
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The whole world could be yours
if you tried and you're capable
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Stuck to these streets
with this grind
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O .T. out there catchin'
pies by the face full
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Throwin' money on bitches
in cities where they playful
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Floating on the cali back
of kush off some great boat
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Bricks by the big rig,
choppers by the crate pool
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Truce like Bishop so my
moms actin' hateful
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20 pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
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Couple Benzes, couple Beemers,
they make mines, they my divas
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First rule of the game
is don't put nothin' in your name
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But if you get caught in the lane,
Bbm
it's a motherfuckin' shame
Ebm
20 pounds of that reefer,
bricks of that Nokia
Gb
Couple Benzes, couple Beemers,
they make mines, they my divas
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Yeah you suckers steady goin'
thinkin' you ain't gotta learn
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He said he ain't put no friends up
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like he ain't got a turn
Outro 1
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