Fucking around in a crap game Niggas think I´m soft cause now I´m in the rap game And I don´t hang out as much Bang out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I´m grabbing my nuts But when it comes to getting in a circle I´m hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke When deuce-deuce hit the floor yo Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty? I´m turnin your fat pockets skinny Ah yeah I´m shaking the ivory And boom it´s like they die for me Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint But don´t forget my point There it is yo I put my Nike on the bet so it won´t slide Money gone cause I´m never hitting deuce-five I´m never hitting four-trey no way You wanna leave but come on hoe stay Nigga see but that´ll work
Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt Fool you can´t even fuck with that And now that I´m winning I gots to get my gat Cause I see your homies starting to look And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks And I´m feeling like a baller Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller Now you wanna go and scheme Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team So I pick up my money and start walking Cause now I let the gat start talking Now since ya´ll lost you wanna go out like a sucker Take that motherfucker
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