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All right now, get your guns, ain't no stoppin' me Need the whole cash bundle for me and my bitches shoppin' spree Your bribery? Damn, you smart and you guess right of me Askin' all those questions was to set you up right Wet em' all, pretend I'm Jada, let us set it off Cartier, Rollie, Time Frozen, get em' off Dinglin' medallions, all that glistens is mine And all that bitchin' that you doin', I had you kissin' is nine Y'all niggas worse than bitches, tans in your eyes I ain't got no sympathy, so if you scared, nigga, cry On your knees, face, then chest, lids shut *** them ass, we robbin' y'all in lipstick and wigs What? Yeah, we raw, but you took me out and let me see it all Bragging bout the *** you got and now I'll get it all Matter of fact, take your clothes off, like it when they bad Everything from Iceberg to Sils, O'Shea, underwears Ayo, check that nigga, cause we on that *** Get out your rifle, cause we on that *** Hit the stash box, cause we on that *** Run that ice, cause we on that *** Keep a loaded clip, cause we on that *** Ride or die, nigga, cause we on that *** We have to get it all, cause we on that *** And Eve don't play, cause she takes no *** I shoot back and out, keep maxed them out And the only way I don't get *** is if you stash the house Professional bitches, destined for riches and precious jewels Distracted by the size of my ass, had your food? I ain't gettin' nada, forget that Just sit back and watch me take everything, even your drossack Get my bitch to roll it, smoke it while we packin' Expensive paintings on your walls, gimme that Ain't no slackin', time ain't a factor, I'ma get it all Used to ball with your niggas, now I'm makin' you crawl Across the floor, ego crushin', I don't give a *** Small change to the range, heard what I said? Give it up, I know it ain't right But me and my bitches gotta eat tonight And every night from now on, get it right Why? Why ask why? I'm simply livin' and I get what I want By simply takin' or you simply givin' Ayo, check that nigga, cause we on that *** Get out your rifle, cause we on that *** Get your stash box, cause we on that *** Run that ice, cause we on that *** Keep a loaded clip, cause we on that *** Ride or die, nigga, cause we on that *** We have to give it all, cause we on that *** And Eve don't play, cause she takes no *** Y'all niggas faggotish, cop spot me, got me runnin' out my kicks Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrists Screechin' in the street from the 5 series to a ditch I'm fast, heat at the waist and I ain't scared to blast, duckin' Jumpin' over ***, bet this bitch glass Ready for war, act like I ain't did this *** before Practice for me next week, I'll be wantin' more Best believe you ain't gon' live to see tomorrow My dogs already warned your mother, she'll be full of sorrow Bustin' through the door of somebody's house, kids screamin' I ain't gon' front somehow, I wish that I was sleepin', dreamin' Too late, it's done now, all you hear is gun sounds Cop back, pop, pop, pop, and I'm like, what now? Ghetto bird on me, weavin' through the trees Last miss, I hopped over fell and landed on my knees Barrels at my temple, *** it, I'ma make it simple Yo, jack that nigga, cause we on that *** Get out your rifle, cause we on that *** Hit the stash box, cause we on that *** Run that ice, cause we on that *** Keep a loaded clip, cause we on that *** Ride or die, nigga, cause we on that *** We out to get it all, cause we on that *** And he don't play, cause he takes no *** And he don't play, cause he takes no ***

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