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I'm from where calm made us hot after n***as started gettin' picked off n***as front us, don't make nothin' from it but fifty missed calls When DQ had a million-five and died takin' footballs I used to walk these streets broke, now I drive a push-start n***as know that I ain't greedy Get spanked, keep tryna be sneaky If I told you what I paid for these P's, you wouldn't believe me Whole city hatin', that sh*t crazy, used to call us dirty The other side some bummy guys, but me and mines ain't hurtin' If I did it, it was on purpose, I ain't never said I was perfect While me and Vontaе lurkin', hopin' police don't disturb us We thought n***as was gangsters, hustlеrs, killers, and robbers But that's online, and from our eyes, n***as ain't matchin' our grind n***as ain't never seen a nine and it let it fly for sixteen-five Rock it up, hopin' we find a sucker to shop with us Know the dope already cut, but we told 'em it was raw, though Finessed him, God bless him, get a new number tomorrow Told him meet me on Redondo, my nina on me like Rondo Know my run long as a car note, on the highway with a Carlo Put the pounds in the trash can, Vontae do the whippin' Crack the door, Ayesha how she let us use her kitchen Know I keep a million b*t*hes' houses where we send it Bust it with my n***as, then we spread it through the city Put the pounds in the trash can, Vontae do the whippin' Crack the door, Ayesha how she let us use the kitchen Know I keep a million b*t*hes' houses where we send it Bust it with my n***as, then we spread it through the city Real trapper, this was my dream I know ain't no I in team But you can find me with cream Karo jugg, he think it's lean Percs done damn near made us fiends Out here, ain't no in between Lil' dog said he got a sting You know I let him hold the beam On our block, we reign supreme Biggest sh*t you ever seen Balmain, not no Rockstar jeans Balled, but I ain't make no league Why these n***as wan' hate on Gee? Know I get it from A to Z Cali weed, ain't from AZ None of that f**k sh*t fazin' me These broke n***as dream 'bout takin' me These freak hoes dream 'bout datin' me Lot of sh*t ain't okay with me Better watch what you say to me Countin' my pockets, that's gay to me They know better than play with me They overnight them things to me Just give me 'bout a day or three Put the pounds in the trash can, Vontae do the whippin' Crack the door, Ayesha how she let us use her kitchen Know I keep a million b*t*hes' houses where we send it Bust it with my n***as, then we spread it through the city Put the pounds in the trash can, Vontae do the whippin' Crack the door, Ayesha how she let us use the kitchen Know I keep a million b*t*hes' houses where we send it Bust it with my n***as, then we spread it through the city
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