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Winners Circle (Chopnotslop Remix)
Lil' Flip,
OG Ron C
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Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
God is great, I put food on my family plate
We, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
We, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
I came way too far to let you little bro me
I chose to keep it low key, but I'm a true OG
Domino motherfucker, vomonos motherfucker
I got bread to go and get banana with banana clip
C-Note took me under his wing, we did some gangsta things
It's red beans on everything, like the clothing line Supreme
Picture me in the streets with a Uzi by my feet
Man, growin' in the 80s, we ain't get a lot of sleep
You kill what you eat, ain't nobody coattail ridin'
My partner stole from me, I caught him at the motel
Hang with, hang with billionaires, you bout to become the next one
Hang with, hang with thieves and you bout to become the best one
And man down, hands down, hands up, * it up
My jury's drippin' water, tell your daughter pick these buckets up
Splice, place, checkered flag, I just won another race
I'm gon' cop the cost of Washington flooded with the pumpkin faith
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
God, it's great, I put food on all my family
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to is
Let's, let's make these rappers take a polygraph right now
You buy, you bought it, well let's meet up and fight
You a coward to people, I devour the evil
I gave out 3,000 jobs, I am powerful
You pausing your people, you balling your people
I overpay my staff, you bargaining your people
Come to conquer my city, I conquer the game
I got the cheat code, nigga, I contra the game
I'm poor, I'm poor side, I got red paint
Drink on the north side, I got red paint on my forceps
I'm a beast, look at my teeth
Then it gotta be business, if you wanna meet
Money make me go dumb, a hundred shots to my drum
I did it since I was young, I shielded all of those hums
Platinum plaques, we got them, Rolls Royces, we drive them
I'm addicted to winning, that's my only reason
I don't * with these goofies, I don't * with these groupies
My top collapsing got roofie, I got stripes like Douche
I don't * with these goofies, I don't * with these groupies
My top collapsing got roofie, I got stripes like G
I don't * with these goofies, I don't * with these groupies
My top collapsing got roofie, I got stripes like Gucci
100G's in my grill, I can ski where I live
It's a secret society, you can't chill where I chill
Stars are all in my roof, jaws are all in my coop
Oh you selling out tools, I done did that too
Liquor deals and art, I'm hella trill, I'm smart
I'm in the field with darts, I'm bad as hell like Bart
My pistol bite when it bark, I'm just like streets I got heart
I don't * with no marks, and I don't talk to no narcs
So in my wallet, it's currency, you ain't got it
You ain't never been no bully, you ain't got it
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Lord it's great, I put food on all my family plates
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
God is great, I put food on my family plate
We, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
We, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
I came way too far to let you little bro me
I chose to keep it low key, but I'm a true OG
Domino motherfucker, vomonos motherfucker
I got bread to go and get banana with banana clip
C-Note took me under his wing, we did some gangsta things
It's red beans on everything, like the clothing line Supreme
Picture me in the streets with a Uzi by my feet
Man, growin' in the 80s, we ain't get a lot of sleep
You kill what you eat, ain't nobody coattail ridin'
My partner stole from me, I caught him at the motel
Hang with, hang with billionaires, you bout to become the next one
Hang with, hang with thieves and you bout to become the best one
And man down, hands down, hands up, * it up
My jury's drippin' water, tell your daughter pick these buckets up
Splice, place, checkered flag, I just won another race
I'm gon' cop the cost of Washington flooded with the pumpkin faith
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
God, it's great, I put food on all my family
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to is
Let's, let's make these rappers take a polygraph right now
You buy, you bought it, well let's meet up and fight
You a coward to people, I devour the evil
I gave out 3,000 jobs, I am powerful
You pausing your people, you balling your people
I overpay my staff, you bargaining your people
Come to conquer my city, I conquer the game
I got the cheat code, nigga, I contra the game
I'm poor, I'm poor side, I got red paint
Drink on the north side, I got red paint on my forceps
I'm a beast, look at my teeth
Then it gotta be business, if you wanna meet
Money make me go dumb, a hundred shots to my drum
I did it since I was young, I shielded all of those hums
Platinum plaques, we got them, Rolls Royces, we drive them
I'm addicted to winning, that's my only reason
I don't * with these goofies, I don't * with these groupies
My top collapsing got roofie, I got stripes like Douche
I don't * with these goofies, I don't * with these groupies
My top collapsing got roofie, I got stripes like G
I don't * with these goofies, I don't * with these groupies
My top collapsing got roofie, I got stripes like Gucci
100G's in my grill, I can ski where I live
It's a secret society, you can't chill where I chill
Stars are all in my roof, jaws are all in my coop
Oh you selling out tools, I done did that too
Liquor deals and art, I'm hella trill, I'm smart
I'm in the field with darts, I'm bad as hell like Bart
My pistol bite when it bark, I'm just like streets I got heart
I don't * with no marks, and I don't talk to no narcs
So in my wallet, it's currency, you ain't got it
You ain't never been no bully, you ain't got it
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Winner's circle, we the winner's circle
Lord it's great, I put food on all my family plates
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
We, we, we, we, we, we
All we know how to do is
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