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Look at the way I be sh*ttin’ on n***as I be gettin’ this money and stackin’ that dough I made it, they hatin, they hate that I made it They can say what they want but they already know Load up them choppas, and b*t*h if you know about me in these streets you would know I ain’t talkin’ no motorbike Yeah, I roll with them shottas, so think ‘fore you speak ‘cause my n***as, they tweak and they cold as ice They pull up to yo’ crib where you live to collect what you owe, so it’s best that you know the price They don’t stress ‘bout who’s home at night, ‘cause they’ll run in that b*t*h and lеave messes likе poltergeists Real top like a overbite, y’all n***as be all in the way on the opposite Y’all never accomplish sh*t, ‘cause sometimes y’all be doin’ too much like Metropolis I just want me a bag, a b*t*h, and a bath, to peel back the roof just to feel the breeze I f**k with n***as from 9-0, Bucktown, Danville, out west, Champaign, and Killa’ Keys Mothaf**k if you feelin’ me, I don’t need validation from none of you n***as I can’t even stomach you n***as, if I had a gun, I’d shoot every one of you n***as Bang! Kevin Durant on the chain, team full of shooters that be on the roster I’ll hit ‘em up and that’s word to Big Poppa, y’all gon’ need more than a doctor b*t*h, when I call up them shottas Look at the way I be sh*ttin’ on n***as I be gettin’ this money and stackin’ that dough I made it, they hatin, they hate that I made it They can say what they want but they already know Look at the way I be sh*ttin’ on n***as I be gettin’ this money and stackin’ that dough I made it, they hatin, they hate that I made it They can say what they want but they already know Not to test dude, ‘cause them guns is out like Lex Lu’ And the b*t*h that’s with me got a donkey ass, and she be draggin’ that strap through Young fly n***a, no layover, ain’t nothin’ out of my Range Rover These Rob’ jeans that I rock, G, cost 500, Daytona You just jumped off the porch, you a shorty to me (Shorty to me) I keep two .45s like a quarter to 3, uh You can’t tell me nothin’ like Kanye And this Audemar on my wrist cost me 3 Stacks, André I’m a big dog, Cujo, keep shootas with me like Cool Coast Drink Ace of Spades on my day to day because I hate Chris like Caruso I got a checklist for my vet b*t*h, I just draw it up and she do so And one thing that I do know (Is) You just jumped off the porch, you a shorty to me I’m Ray Charles with the work, that’s a quarter a key Uh, you can’t tell me nothin’ like Kanye And this Audemar on my wrist cost me 3 Stacks, André I’m a big dog Look at the way I be sh*ttin’ on n***as I be gettin’ this money and stackin’ that dough I made it, they hatin, they hate that I made it They can say what they want but they already know Look at the way I be sh*ttin’ on n***as
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