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't leave shit to them bitches I raise my right hand with a Tek and my left I swear I'll ride til my death or touch collide, til my judgment, til I rest
for you thats down at the end of my barrel, when I multiply my cash, ridin in my 4 barrel Camaro, I catch ya slippin, I'm slappin my clip in, I'm puttin
sector snack my semen Drank the diamonds, geechie dub shinin Ninety-seven sport drop Benz, gettin mine You can hate and catch the tip of the blade of my
gin in the cask was still followed by the vice In the S-Class, we does it on the gas On my cell, Bo poppin my collar, all about my cash How many diggers
try to dack me in my neighbourhood, I'm dumpin And ya best ta run cos my BGz is comin Clips full of teflons, loc'd out and crazy and they won't stop til
Immortalz] Pick up my block, cock Please not wanna put a stop to my plot They locked my bitch up And even tried to lock in my pops It's Hard Labor, my
Tryin to stack my riches like Bill Gates Servin raw and uncut caine so you can't hate Because it angers me when niggas try to bite my ass But we be Professional
old, still tryin to make a livin off-a one live, then they're only slugs give a nigga Fuck holes in my chest, took my last breath I, squeeze my Mag and
want me dead for sure or in the pen doin 10, instead of me in my Benz on some twins Sippin Hen, smokin indica bomb and keep my pedal to the metal til
they makin profit I need a money-makin bitch to satisfy my needs Some pussy, dough, diamonds and G's So when I swoop in my coupe, out to get my loot Collect
a ride until my casket drops [Chorus] Murder, money, power, pistols and warfare Kill all my black folks and the peckerwoods wouldn't care Keep my head
heart, no glory 25 with a L cos the judge couldn't feel my story Oh no, not me, I got kids to feed Shoot my way out any situation til' death do me Part
ride, ride til I die Best to hide, nigga, when I hit your block I bring death on the suckers when my Glock is cocked I got hops in my Coupe, a pocket
picks Flagged up, ain't your momma's style when we dip Young hogs creepin thru the fog Ready for combat, just me and my dogg Fuck y'all, other niggas all on my
spill guts when I bust, an when a habit drops, you mutha fuckaz can't touch, mo deadlier than a pitbull, when you locked up in my sight, so stay up outta my
now wanna see me at my best or worst? I gets paper when I burst repeatedly, heated, dumpin low-low's, you know I'll burst To get my cash on, I spin the
no date So I'm putting all my belongings on Greyhound bus #22 Bound to another state, me and my crew Unpacked my shit, stacked my grip California and Pete Wilson can suck my
