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Nahh Forreal What he tell em If you know then you know You know then you know You know how this go From the North and you know we be thugging Dropping shots and we tell em it's nothing Too precise we going aim at his muffin Heat him up, Now his body in a oven I remember one year we got robbed on Christmas Eve That's just some shit that you can't believe Now I'm a man, Had to take on that creed Put that smoke in the air, Now a nigga can't breathe What you going do when you got kids to feed What you going do when you got kids that need Niggas giving out game, So you better take heed Swear to God that I'm different, I can't name you a breed Down bad I was stealing free shit If the shit looking sweet, Call that shit a free lick If we need us a bucket, Then we get a free car Had them cuffs on my wrist in the police car Never thought that this would be the life that I live I'm a take me some shit before I try to give Lot of times in my life I wish I could relive How the f*ck I forget when it's hard to forgive At the light, Make a left on that corner then we going make a right Lot of shots in this car, Why the f*ck would we fight When I pop out that car it's a hell of a sight But I'm living this story, This shit is my life Thugging out the 202, What you going do You know it get cold (If you know then you know) When it's smoke in the air, Swear to God you can't fold Might hit a lick in the 240 If that nigga he hot then we put him on froze If you know then you know (If you know then you know) You know how this shit go Was a dirtyy lil nigga, Used to be a shoplifter Junky niggas on dipper Roll up weed, Won't drink liquor When I f*ck, I'm a flip her If it's good, I'm a tip her If she mine, I'm a trip her Give her dick, I'm a whip her In the city better find you a bitch that nobody knows Most these bitches going go Most of these bitches some hoes Most of these bitches leave your ass in the cold Ain't living no code If she f*ck with the opps, I'm a stop her Try playing me fifty, I'm a pop her Lil bitch a hip hopper I can't f*ck with no gunner No you don't need a man, The lil bitch need a father Don't call me your daddy, I am not your dad No the bitch cannot pick me like a fucking scab If know that you having, Can't worry bout what you had And I need me a bit of the change, Not a tad Niggas dying by the pussy, You know that shit sad F*ck the bitch two times, Throw her out, Now she mad Don't even come to my spot if you got on a pad Fucking with the white boy, Man I think his name Chad I ain't talking bout Ocho Cinco From the north, Better get with the lingo I'm tryna f*ck, No I'm not tryna mingle Niggas chips like some motherfucking pringles (Nahh Forreal I'm telling you) Thugging out the 202, What you going do You know it get cold (If you know then you know) When it's smoke in the air, Swear to God you can't fold Might hit a lick in the 240 If that nigga he hot then we put him on froze If you know then you know (If you know then you know) You know how this shit go (If you know then you know) Thugging out the 202, What you going do You know it get cold (If you know then you know) When it's smoke in the air, Swear to God you can't fold Might hit a lick in the 240 If that nigga he hot then we put him on froze If you know then you know (If you know then you know) You know how this shit go
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