Key: D# minor•
Verse 1
Yeah
ass niggas, man?
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I'm tellin' you
You know mean?
Like why y'all built like that
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Y'all niggas better pick up a basketball,
or somethin'
Y'all niggas ain't ready for this shit
Verse 2
I ain't the type to front
I'll put any gun to you
Supply any drug for you
What high you want?
Bag any chick for you
Nicer slut
My niggas got cheese
You run around frontin'
Like you niggas got keys
But it's indirect
Say my name
And see where I end this tech
When it's rap, it's real
A lot of frontin' I seen
I done analyzed this game
It's nothin' but schemes
I aim for it
Put it out if it's hot
Not, Just ignore it
Verse 3
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
That's who we be
We got cheese
Pop three for R- O- C
Verse 4
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
That's who we be
We got cheese
Pop three for R- O- C
Yo, yo
Verse 5
I eat, sleep, breathe here
To tell the truth, dog
None of us goin' leave here
On a come- up, nigga
And that's where I'm from
and that Lopez shit
I ain't runnin' in no club
on some loco shit
Put 4 in yo whip
Catch your girl in the club
Put nut in your bitch
Memph go and lose his cool
Go and use his tool
Nigga, use the fool
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I want me a chunk, deuce
I'm not a chump,
I'll leave you slumped in the trunk
understand?
Or ain't hear?
Misinterpret?
Dog, I put work in
and my shit sound phenomenal
Still keep them things
Next to the abdominal
Verse 6
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
That's who we be
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We got cheese
Pop three for R- O- C
Verse 7
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
That's who we be
We got cheese
Pop three for R- O- C
Verse 8
I was bustin' these nines
Before these raps
I was bustin' my gat
Before the vocal groups
Why do cats want to muffle my speech?
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Imagine my raps
If I wasn't in touch with the street
Wit my peeps touchin' the heat
I'm used to crack,
now I'm slingin' raps
Hustler with beats
You niggas can't hush what I speech
Life real, clear as the streets
See my iced grill,
hear my voice clear when you sleep
The cat who be tearin'
But my name when I
appeared on these beats
Sigel was the name that they
gave me
The streets that is
I'm tryin' to teach that, kids
know that they be clowns
Hey yo, the sun don't go down
We go around
Verse 9
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
That's who we be
We got cheese
Pop three for R- O- C
Verse 10
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
That's who we be
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We got cheese
Pop three for R- O- C
Verse 11
And that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sure
Outro 1
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