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I like em long hair thick as hell
Haters praying that I change like a wishing well
Once you get a little name they do what you want
You know its Heart Break Gang upper echelon
You know its threes up when its repping time
These seventeen-hundred dont step on mine
Im in the game finna ball until I foul out
All these ****** turn fake I dont know how
Tell me the difference between you and me
Tell me what these others dudes have to do with me
Jamie drinking kush smoking Bathing Ape wearing
Suzy 6 Speed gas like a new McLaren, dont compare them
Im a menace in this business aint I, cant lie
Big timer so I had to stay fly ball when its game time
All on the same grind
Heart Break Gang is all I know
Player coach making more banging Dre since 84 whore
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Throw it, throw it
I got a bottle open your mouth Ima pour it
She know Im getting dollars because Im a poet
She got a lot of ass and she dying to show it
Lemme run it in your hole there, yeah, true player
They love me so much ***** had to move here
Shortie hit the ** ** now she don't know what to do
Just take one look at the ******* you would think uncle Snoops here
Yeah, gold rings, gold chains mayne
People say I got my own lane
Cause when the chips fall ****** start folding under pressure
Ima always keep it G and do my own thing
Are you faded, are you feeling X rated?
Are you trying to get famous?
Took you over to the club with your girls
Well at least you made it
Real rap, Ima throw a rack while you
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I got a girl in your city she a **** tease
I blow big tree, me and 6 Speed
I told her get her money right like Pimp C
Im in LA where the bloods and crips be
High already is she , this space **** is envy
I keep a ***** broke yeah I keep her on empty
Ber-Bernzel (Bernzel)
Make one call 20 birds sell
Young farmer I grow the herb well
20 pack they wanna buy more
Fresh cut let it dry more
**** a broke *****, let-let her die poor
Mike Kors Lamborghini suicide doors
Le-Lemme live one time
Been rich if I sick then Im still gone shine
Thats the bay, gang gang I got your ***** online
Getting money, when she call huh its all mine
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