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Hook: Real niggaz that beat us bitch niggaz that beat them real niggaz that beat us bitch niggaz that beat them real niggaz that beat us bitch niggaz that beat them hitch me ballin like a mother fucker hangin all in..let's go! Figure, gang we doctor hurt the game strapped up, right leanin on that purple ring this nigga violate it the sound the serving mane he killed my man, I kill his mama we both know we heard the same cops put the case on me 'cause makin you stick I'm lean on yellow blow that purple that's the laker shit Bricks up in that you homie take you rich you niggas is rup all y'all takin ha ha ha all the women been callin him I'm getting face I'm a bad chick you home face but glugin in you should see with me and poppin me BB arguing in and buggin in, I want all of them like bug bugger see it that price is vibe I need that china white homie you'll be gone the night, nigga he's on a side say one of my voice is.. and take your work ..don't get treat me [2 x Hook:] More my feeling shit, I'm killing shit I'm in this bitch with my nigga Gillie da Kid a hundred bricks, a thousand pounds get club on us and bitches going down shout out to my nigga mick meal so the deal ain't..mill nigga rapping about cocaine I really so that dope for real I really fuck the hoe for real and had around drama on a chopper street meal we get money now make the fuck they can't stop us damage could they wanna, ace on my charge up dope niggas I'm a triple crol you can't rob the robbers put it on the..modify but dodger paint with that candy same color is thought up sauce if I take a loss it gonna be a murderer I am the realest nigga walking ever heard of you're Gotti I'm so full of zen in..and purple and you so full of p**sy you need ten pounds and girt us [2 x Hook:] Real nigagaz that be us, Bitch niggaz that be them them niggaz that you heard about this them bird out we them you fuck around and get murder out off the word mouth pm when them clue shot till your dough nigga, wavin out foe foe nigga, ha don't make me send them shooters to your address that bullets bustin off your body like bad check chuck gamble with your life but it's your last that you ain't gotta smoke no PC penny get your ass wet what we partners nigga we roll, bad bitches on hoe my nigga wrist so cold 'cause I ball hard the rose when I put up in that rose, all my haters just froze all the bitches they chose ad everybody they know [2 x Hook:]

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