Hey, you know, a lot of y´all out there man really running y´all mouth Like you just like to hear yourself talk You know what I mean? Talk so much, not knowing if the wagon make the more noise man
Haha, get you some money man
Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Still kicking shit, make a bitch go crazy Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade
Still kick the flake, I´m a swear I´m gon turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dope, getting paper Taught me that in 85, never learned nothing different All I see is haters in my rear view Millions in my windshield, got a clear view I trained myself, go deaf for a broke nigga That way when you´re talking I don´t hear you, listen
Still popping, give that shit to Bobby Fuck that shit you talking, look at you, see you ain´t bout it Look at you, see you don´t want it Should hardly be an opponent When you sitting next to TIP, it look inferior, don´t it? Give a damn if you don´t know I´ve achieved everything you could hope for If being a real nigga turned into a corporation Look at me, shawty, I should be the logo Please no photos as I stepped in that Magic Got four hoes in the two door Bentley, what´s happening? She with the acid, then she come in with me But if not I leave her, she mean nothing to me I pull up, hop out, give the valet my keys I run the city bitch, I´m parking for free
And who the nigga right here talking to me? There gon be problem if you keep bothering me, man I came in this bitch to spend 20´s and 50 G What you tried to park here? That ain´t my Bentley You can´t listen to me now, God as my witness Keep on in your earnin´s I take your opinion I swear nigga
Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Still kicking shit, make a bitch go crazy Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade
Focused on the money fuck shit? forget about it
I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a shit about it Get up out it, call an Uber, go and get a new one I gotta run a bag up, it´s extra for the blue one Got 500 bags off in Chattanooga Go and put it up and take a 100 motor gang here Too rude, getting money, nigga stay real At all costs nigga, at all costs nigga Take a hit of this and run your balls off And nigga you ain´t really beefing if you called off Play a bit to the left, call it southpaw Fuck around, get your mouth wired, gotta weed y´all Better stand down before I be a man Drown guns up, hands down, that´s exactly how I caught y´all Okay one day I retire, put me in the hall of fame
But you lames don´t forget what I done taught ya´ll I put the fear of God in ya Oh you nigga hard is ya? I can see the broad in ya, put your cut Then you gotta make a move, make a choice Either go out like a bitch or get your ass kicked God damn that´ll be horrible So pipe down nigga
Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Still kicking shit, make a bitch go crazy Lotta nigga talk, you don´t ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade
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