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Man, why these niggas always hatin' on and Cash Money?
Man, these niggas!

up wodie?
It's gold girl and these platinum-mouth boys
These big Hot Boy$, these 3-6 boys
Wit the self made Cash Money boys

You done fucked with the nigga
Must they know that I ride and I quicker
Should have known not to upset this lil'
You got a click so what nigga my thicker

A bunch of real that'll burn ya
With no waitin' ya slippin' then jam ya up
Slangin' weight ain't no for me
by the rules or shit I'll kill yo' family

That's I do
Bust ya wide open
And split ya fade
And all frozen

Moves from the 'K
Turk don't play when time to get serious
Think, I'm a hoe
Keep it way and stay curious

Niggas be shoutin' one love but wearin' black
Some niggas 26 and 28 still live in they mom house askin' for
Them niggas shouldn't be respected, they
of hittin' blocks with glocks and touchin' niggas money spot

And bread with the woman who put 'em in that spot
These niggas wanna they hoes
And play with they
Instead of totin' fo' and movin' fuckin' kilos

Nigga, I done bought more
Than niggas done pussy hoes
And bought more rims niggas
fucked they main hoe in they assholes

3-6 me to roll and unload
But fuck that
I'm to stack and mack
And that deal with shoulda showed that

But Uptown is where at
Playboy won't you tell me how you luv
Won't you tell me how you luv

We be on some twanky,
hatas get found stanky, stanky
Trickin' fat of that danky, danky
Big rangs on our panky, panky

We be on twanky, twankies
Playa hatas get found stanky,
fat blunts of that danky, danky
Big diamond rangs on our panky,

with 3-6 Mafia gon' make me millions
Fuck with CMR gon' make me more millions
I can see it, I'm a 'em
And build me and
And put some money to the side for my mom and my

with my nigga Rambezee, to the easy
Drinkin' for my Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my candy cut dawg
It's a classy nigga, ya'll

I'm representin' Northern to the fuckin' fullest
We ain't the kind to tote a gun there ain't no bullets
And when that drama starts the we expect to pull it
You see a nigga gauge and you wish he would have

Rolled by yo' mama house and put her in a
'Cuz niggas gone on that Hennessey and
And now we back up in the hood on a phone-a
In that slangin' came to you blood donors
on, coward

They call me draw 2 pistols Lil' Wayne
Champagne my brain, I don't think I just aim
Drop on a Z-3
Start shootin' like 3

How come try me
Never me block burner
Better for lil' shorty in black
Nigga get

'Bout to make my 40 click clack
Brrr it
yo Life
It

Playin' the realest
Pop fire a skillet
Now nigga the dilly
Highly on Cristal

I'm warnin' you to clear the set because it wild
I be disguised as a mailman a pistol
Then him 50 shots
And take his

bitch I dare ya
I double dare ya step against this pot
Bitches try to step to the ruler but they ain't ready
ass them cowards try to make moves but I knock 'em out

2nd ones step ya'll need more
2 barrels in his
Face it this shits fucked up you gotta deal with it
is my game, live with it or get killed with it

These are my
This is my board I let you off
And how you gon' ice
I cut your fuckin' water off

We be on twanky, twankies
Playa get found stanky, stanky
Trickin' fat blunts of that danky,
Big diamond rangs on our panky,

It's the project nigga, roll I own them bricks
Kickin' game the Hot Boy$ and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil'
Memphis, Uptown and we havin' thangs

Ain't no thang when ya come ya gotta shine
I'm strapped with a glock 9, he ain't mine
We in our prime in work players never rush it
of gin, fucking hoes, like I'm mad Russian

A discussion amongst men means a move
Is about to be for a come-up fool
that iron when you get in my business
Hypnotize, Cash Money on the rise

We be on some twanky,
Playa get found stanky, stanky
Trickin' fat of that danky, danky
Big rangs on our panky, panky

We be on some twanky,
Playa hatas get found stanky,
Trickin' fat blunts of that danky,
Big diamond rangs on our panky,