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I don't know if they riding for me I don't know if they riding I don't know if they riding for me I don't know who all riding Got stabbed in my back a couple times Bitch a dime but that bitch be dropping dimes Why you sit in my face just telling lies I think that's where you draw the fucking line All that snitching I draw the fucking line You was snitching you never one of mine And my bro prolly poured 100 lines We than sipped through that shit 100 times I was sitting in that cell when my cousin died I than prolly cried about 100 times Why you talking like you one of mine Send a young nigga hunt em down Walk around with a 100 round Chopper on me make a thunder sound Know we really getting money now Know we really getting money now Nigga never sit around with me how the f*ck you finna come and f*ck around Why the f*ck ya ass was talking down I come around and shit funny now I come around and shit ain't funny no more Why the f*ck I use to post at the store Everyday I had to get it and go Like a Knicker I just pick and roll Pass the ball then I give and I go Nigga talking like a mother fucking hoe Talking bout he got that shit for the low White flag better throw in the towel Shit got wicked man this shit got foul Say that they love me I'm all in denial Get high as the f*ck cause that bitch let me down Fucking my bitch I go round after round Round after round round after round Everyday I take a flight out of town I'm shipping pounds I gotta go I got it I gotta go I got it That bitch is a hoe hit pocket Money bounce off the floor hydraulics I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money I just need me some more, more money More money More money More money More money