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Lotta nigga talk, you don't get paid
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the
Lotta talk, you don't ever get paid
Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go
Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get
Fuck nigga hate, broke throw the shade

Still kickin' flav', got my on turn up
Came with a zip, let the thing burn up
All I know, get dough, keep it
Taught me in '85, never learned nothin' different
All I see is in my rear view
in my windshield, got a clear view
I trained myself, go for a broke nigga
That way when you're talkin' I don't hear you,
Still poppin', give a about me
Fuck that shit you talkin', look at you, see you 'bout it
at you, see you don't want it
Should be an opponent
When you next to TIP, it look inferior, don't it?
Give a if you don't know
I've achieved everything you hope for
If being a nigga turned into a corporation
at me, shawty, I should be the logo
Please no photos as I in that Magic
Got hoes in the two door Bentley, what's happenin'?
She with the actress, she come in with me
But if not I her, she mean nothin' to me
I pull up, hop out, give the valet my
I run the city, bitch, I'm for free
And who the nigga right here to me?
There gon' be problem if you keep me, man
I came in this bitch to 20's and 50 G
What you tried to park That ain't my Bentley
You can't to me now, God as my witness
Keep on in earnin's I take your opinion
I swear,

nigga talk, you don't ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches the shade
Lotta nigga talk, you don't get paid
Still shit, make a bitch go crazy
Lotta nigga talk, you ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, bitches throw the shade

Focused on the money, shit? Forget about it
I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a about it
Get up out it, a Uber, go and buy a new one
I gotta run a bag up, it's for the blue one
Got 500 off in Chattanooga
Go and put it up and take a 100 more, the here
Two rules, gettin' money, nigga, stay
At all costs, nigga, at all costs,
Take a hit of this and run balls off
And, nigga, you really beefin' if you called off
Play a bit to the left, call it
around, get your mouth wired, gotta weed y'all
Better stand before I be a man down
up, hands down, that's exactly how I caught y'all
Okay one day I retire, put me in the of fame
But you lames don't forget I done taught y'all
I put the of God in ya
Oh you nigga is ya?
I can see the broad in ya, your card
Then you gotta make a move, a choice
Either go out like a bitch or get ass kicked
God damn that'll be
So down, nigga