Huh, huh, this more chaos I got lot of hoes, huh, ain´t got no main thot
I got lot of clothes, talkin´ ´bout they ain´t in the closet He reach for this upside down cross, that 10 mil´ hit his noggin I turn five to ten and turn ten to a hunnid thousand I need to make a deposit, I got that money pile Now everything poppin´, bitch I came from public housin´ Now I took off just like a rocket, too high, ain´t comin´ down
Frrt, frrt, frrt Huh, that´s that gun sound I´m gon´ have to beat yo´ ass, put yo´ gun down I was a delinquent skippin´ class, man, I got funds now Can´t got back and forth with yo´ broke ass I´m way too rich
When you drive it spins, I drive with codeine Rihanna, I got fiendin´, I serve it to these fiends I served the bitch the percs, she havin´ pain in her spleen EA Sports, NBA Live, I got game, I´m not green Huh, huh, pussy niggas talkin´, they ain´t on it Fatality, I took no damage from my opponent
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