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[Verse 1: Gunz]
Stare is blank when the face
Lil n***a a bigger base
Know me homie? here's some money, you wonder now
I'll 2012 with a number dial
Talking that dont know who they rapping with
Pause, I say f**k em fast, d***s
I turn the to a maggot pit
She appear when I wave the David Banner
Gettin money, you can't see me like my mother home
She's b****n' her dog is with another bone
Hollar for a dollar, to back
I hit her right off of twitter, now that
I'm face, my network is social
Young Money, Cash Money, we coach who you
Slow up them protools with loco vocals
What you know to, don't do,
I'm go-tos, go-to
Plot, you try I approach you quiet with the toast too
Fire, I smoke you
Tie, any man, bear choke you
Silence is I go to
Violent, burner in the safe, burner in the car, and the plates, on the waist
Find the burner and solving the case
Murder in the place, let is dissolve in his
I don't give a f**k if your and all is in the play
Get pops, get popped, n***a pop off
Get a drop, in the city chopped, get in off
and it gettin hot, knock ya socks off
Get clocked, when it tick, get off
Block n****s, by the block its blocked off
Swat for the yacht when is docked off
In the spot where plot to get bopped, pause
And when the stop then ya top off

[Verse 2: Mill]
YMCMB G, you know me
Old school flow like Moe Dee
Coastal flow, I low key
a move OT
Get a for the low
95 South get a chick that go
Every 36 let the get an O
I put it in the hood b***h better snow
In the of summer, do numbers
N****s run from us that, front us
Mac-10 with a drummer, they want us
Tell n****s run up, get done up
When that get clappin like Cory Gunz when he rapping
That s**t be so fast, and my n****s we platinum
And I'm... on the way I'm glow, I put my pressy on
30 thou, like a got a Chevy on
I go loud around the neck give em a one
And n****s sleeping on me, I get my Freddy on
on you record labels
I tell em put the dirty money on the table
You seen a 100 racks off fiend money
That Martin Luther King, I had a dream
I can you n****s never seen money
We sellin white girl, Christine money
Aguilera, I'm in the
whisper when I come through, I can barely hear em
I know n****s looking, I can't see em though
My daddy in the grave, I make you meet em
They call me, mister "f**k a n***a" I need a ho
Cause I got my paper up, its to get my haters up
I'm gone!

B***h!

I'm gone!

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