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im blowin good yeah i smoke it by the zone
and when them ni**as call i dont pick up my phone
ni**as acting like broads make me pick up my tone,
i had a lil time so i wrote a lil song.
yeah this one`s for you f**k ni**as, f**k ni**as
yeah im talkn bout them f**k ni**as, f**k ni**as
yeah this one`s for you f**k ni**as, f**k ni**as
yeah im talkn bout them f**k ni**as, them f**k ni**as
yeah this one`s for you....


im high as soutwest, jizzle when your flight land, i dont know bitch i might fly to england
hit the higway with the change, yeah the change man
i dun it my way with them thangs, changed the game plan
had these ni**as tellin lies, they just sound true
ni**a if you had it like that i wouldve found you
im tryna cash out a hundred let me get a buck
bitch theyll be just like you ni**a fake as f**k
get em home and they probably all sheetrock
they selln bulls**t f**kn up the street stock
you living mine and yourn thats a double dip
that synthetic ass s**t we call it double whip
and ni**a nothin beat the cross but the double cross
i ran the streets and rap bitch imma double boss
them ni**as cashed out one i sent a double off
they knocked him off halfway i took a double loss

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trick daddy`s verse
let`s put these ni**as on the stand, now stand up and be a man
raise your hand and swear you werent my number one fan
and im still that same ni**a, you still that same ni**a
but at the same time, im startn to get bad vibes
what i owe you sumthin ni**a, that`s what you act like
i aint like them other ni**a`s boi, you betta act right
the first few years of your deal ride your training wheels
and then you graduate and live how real ni**as live
and i aint dissin, naw, i aint dissin
but when you sit back and listen, this what the rap game`s is missin
im used to thug ni**as, it`s too many young ni**as with. too much of liquor
too many drugs in em, too many clicks, too much swag nigh, too many ni**as
wearin tight shirts and skinnies, walkn round with they ass out
yall betta cash out, gon put your cash up because im all in and if i dont win
ni**a, imma mask up..

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jizzle

hardest part of life ni**as cant play they role
everybody wanna ride the train, dont wanna pay the toll
keep it going young, boy you on a role
hoe ni**a magazine, you the centerfold
you can check the resume, ni**a im good as gold
lawnchair ass ni**as all they do is fold
ni**a you talkn with emotions, you emotional
you might can get a lil light, feelin promotional
tell me what cha see when you lookn in the mirror
look as this hoe as ni**a, i couldnt said it clearer
and you the same ni**a that started up this jewelry game
and when you see him nowadays the ni**a jewelry lame
ain`t got it by now, ni**a you ain`t got it
and why you talkn like that cause bitch you aint bout it
and ni**a how ya doin now, worst then before
and bitch we winning over here, i`ve been keeping score.

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