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Verse 1
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Eb
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Aye
Verse 2
Aye Aye
Ebm
Aye everything ain't what it seem
Gb
Ride dirty when I'm clean
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect un
Ebm
Gb
less you want it with the king
Ebm
Put a address on that shit,
B
who he talkin' 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street,
better bring some extra magazine
Ebm
Eb
All that flexin and that poppin
you be doin' for the hoes
Ebm
Eb
I would run up with them choppa give
it to you and them hoes
Ebm
Eb
I for sure stunt,
keep that dough coming
Ebm
Man them suckas talkin trouble to me,
I ain't know nothin'
Go!
Verse 3
Ebm
Aye listen to me brah, don't bring
that bullshit to me brah
Ain't no back and forth my nigga fuck with me,
I'm torture niggas
Don't go to war unless your money right,
room full of money
Hundreds not a 1 in sight, right
Gb
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Gb
Ebm
Aye look I can't af ford a gun fight,
Gb
but I can afford a one life
Ebm
All of that sucka shit,
you broke and now you so upset
B
Ebm
All that shit you kick around the city,
Gb
get you no respect
B
Ebm
Gb
I know a rap beef what you want,
Ebm
that shit I peeped in
Gb
Ebm
You such a gangsta get some money
Gb
Ebm
out the street than
Been in in the game 11 years,
if I was such a ho
Nigga I done been exposed
10 years ago
Never been robbed,
never got my chain took
Never even been hit in my face,
Eb
Ebm
you don't believe look!
If people lookin' at me back when
I was trigger happy
There wasn't no shoutin'
matches I just got to get nappy
Verse 4
Ebm
Aye everything ain't what it seem
Gb
Ride dirty when I'm clean
Ebm
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect
unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that shit,
Eb
who he talkin' 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street,
better bring some extra magazine
Ebm
Eb
All that flexin and that poppin
Ebm
you be doin' for the hoes
Eb
I would run up with them choppa give
it to you and them hoes
Ebm
I for sure stunt,
Eb
keep that dough coming
Ebm
Man them suckas talkin trouble to me,
I ain't know nothin'
Go!
Verse 5
Ebm
I swear to God another day
another fuck nigga
That's why I just get that paper
and be like Fuck niggas
Sucka nigga, you were tough
but now you done some
I'm done talkin' push you
gun wanna run some
Gb
Hate to turn yo TV on every week
and see my family hustle
Ebm
And everbody in yo street
Gb
just see your family struggle
B
Ebm
B
What happened brah, guess your
connect just be like fuck'em dog
No money when I see you I see none at all
Ebm
That cheque I'm chasin' after
Eb
Ebm
never mind them hater rapper
Eb
Make they situation sticky like
Ebm
a now- and- later wrapper
Eb
Been fuckin' city's up,
Ebm
this shit ain't shit to us
Keep on, I show these folks go'n take
B
Ebm
how you a sittin' duck
Verse 6
Eb
Ebm
Aye everything ain't what it seem
Gb
Ride dirty when I'm clean
Ebm
Eb
Ebm
Bet y'ain't go'n disrespect
unless you want it with the king
Put a address on that shit,
Eb
who he talkin' 'bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street,
better bring some extra magazine
Ebm
Eb
All that flexin and that poppin
you be doin' for the hoes
Ebm
Eb
I would run up with them choppa give
it to you and them hoes
Ebm
Eb
I for sure stunt,
keep that dough coming
Ebm
Man them suckas talkin trouble to me,
I ain't know nothin'
Outro 1
Go!
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