Key: C minor
Verse 1
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Yeah, yeah,
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yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga
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That's all y niggas talk about all fucking day,
man
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all fucking vehicles and shit, man
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and all these niggas need to cut it out,
man,
man
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back with the gold Cunyons Maxima,
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Cressidas was for the extraterrestrials
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Makin' em uptown trips,
cops'll shoot you though
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Benz's, 560's, Galant's and the fly
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Rivi's Rivieras look grizzly, huh?
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the Lincoln with the Crab Ams
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All I need to show you now is a sick Jeep
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84 Mopeds, blue and white Procats
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no laces in em Pat U edition,
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Straight leg denims, tell him
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Verse 2
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Stay dip, Stan Smith lay sick
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None hipper, cop kicks with the zippers
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The feel I survived, it was Levi's and high MV tracks,
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Fuck who, only thing to do is just clock us
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Valley competitions in the Jordans,
hit stores
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Fifth in the way, still Chris,
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and I do it for real, you dig?
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I still rock the Gore -Tex And
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All through the, you know,
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Olympic cut Gucci's, three quarters.
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