Key: E minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
that's what I said to him
we do the peace sign to 'em
I'm like "fuck what they talking"
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Stay cool, clutch guns while I'm walking
while I'm sparking
Duce their mom to
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Flaming your apartment,
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top shelf in your closet
which was nonsense
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A code of silence,
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I feel a bitch should know
If you open your mouth
I feel a bitch should go
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Hit the quick vote, okay, slit your throat
This the vote, cool, nigga
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My fellas, this ain't something
that your bitch should know
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hey, I kick the flow
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It's hit and go, hit the do', hit the dough
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Flip a bird, but I gotta spit some mo'
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Sip some Mo' in the 8- 4, yo,
bitch, lay low
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Any debts I pay fo', spray fo'
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Satisfying the mix with the yayo
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And I was locked up on the
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8th flo'
Verse 2
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I'm walking out the house
while it's bright and early
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Just hung up the phone,
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[?] is ready to serve me
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Gotta meet 'em by the dock,
see, I buy the boatload
but my vatos loco
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When you're me pistols are
rarely needed
With these prices I'm strictly
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business and I mean it
Seven gram a block,
I'm moving seventy in seven days
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Got seven distributes in seven
We money mates,
We millionaire thugs making
exchanges in sway lucks
cassettes and drugs
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Never ever gunplay, that's for the broke,
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Making deals,
spending expensive wheels for thrills
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you gotta pop a pill
copping kilos from boats
Before this,
you know our steelo was strictly cutting [?]
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Ex tortion involving bloody
ransom notes
pound cocaine quotes
Verse 3
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It's a bird bath,
we move a hundred a week
The player price which can never be beat
Not by a nigga on these city streets
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Trying to push a two gram
served by [?]
Prices you never heard,
yeah, my flake is nice
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So what I'm young and I keep the caine?
If you come up short that's
a bullet to the brain
Verse 4
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I could break down a brick
Never *snorting noises* even
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though I stay around the shit
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From the sound, shit,
the fo' pound found your rib
can drown your kids
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Y'all fake hustlers, busters,
I'll cut ya
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Musher when I clutch the bitch boy gutter
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move with every word you utter
Verse 5
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A bird bathtub, you cats will puff herb slaps
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By 5 pm I've been in
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Serving crabs, elevated to birds
celebrated then splurged
More than nine birds,
you saying the right words
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My sight blurred with teflon light [?]
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Prada shoes, nice shirt
cock back, kill tracks
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peel windshields back for that crack
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Still rap, block niggas feel that, yeah yeah,
Outro 1
feel that
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