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I'm tougher than the African kid running barefoot in the gullies, n***a Know what I'm saying? I'm tougher OG now, n***a Yeah, yeah To all living things around me Cash rules everything around me Your music is unenthusiastic My jewelry glow in the dark Scorpion from Serbia catch you in traffic 20 round clip, Curve magazine And you can lead the earth over small little things John Gotti hit the cake, go bada bing And you ain't do *** when them things start to ring Southside, we outside, n****s kill, son Feel Seattle Seahawks throwin' bullets like Wilson White sheets cover his feet, Ku Klux Klan's your man Left him in the streets strappin' his left hand The thought of even comin' around here wasn't Jeff's plan And if a n***a co-sign that, he a yes man *** out of a ***, n***a, I'm all ***ed up So loser, I lose the dice game, gettin' stuck up It's rare you get killed around here, it's not a big deal Low down, n***a, use my big bitch for a shield You know what I'm sayin'? For real Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Run your mouth about that shootin' You find out that we been shootin' all along Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy If we go without that Ruger We put hot *** through you, then we gone Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, don't let me catch you slippin', boy, boy Boy, you know I get to trippin', boy, boy Boy, don't let me slap that clippin', boy, boy Boy, you know I get to trippin', boy, boy My money up when the mills come L.A. Reid with the dope son Jimmy Iovine with the coke son Why it's time to fly by my O.G.? Bad bitch with double D's N***a Jordan couldn't palm knees Feel the breeze Wrap him in satin, they'll be gone by the morning Federal subpoenas, white swat kicked the doors in *** up the cheese, electric tape is to your daughter I show that bitch how to breathe underwater Excusez-moi, French bitches bendin' over Snatch him out a whip, throw him in the Range Rover Snitches and phones, catch a 30-piece from the jury Free vibes, but why they text about lizard body? Frank Lucas put flowers on bump grave every Tuesday That's loyalty And don't listen to everything your lawyers say Red dot surgery with a laser Have a n***a missin' like that plane from Malaysia 4'4 long nose is Gonzo's 100 round drum on the K, that's bongos Run in your mouth with deadly convo, I clap like Bravo Spend back for the encore, n***a, huh? You pussy n****s think you got nine lives I'ma make sure I stick you more than nine times With that ice pick, I'm a cold killer You tuck in your tail and pour on whiskey Rap, n***a Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Run your mouth about that shootin' You find out that we been shootin' all along Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy If we go without that Ruger, we put hot *** through you Then we gone Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, don't let me catch you slippin', boy Boy Boy, you know I get to trippin', boy Boy Boy, don't let me slap that clippin', boy Boy Boy, you know I get to trippin', boy Boy Boy

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