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[Chorus:] I'm fucked up! You fucked up! Selling Niggers where's your stash You just blew your luck! Jack boys on your ass put your chain on top, I ain't talking about a name but my I'm fucked up! You fucked up! Telling Niggers where's your stash You just blew your luck! Jack boys on your ass put your chain on top, I ain't talking about a name but my For big Gucci OJ I put the cross on For now it comes the thunderstorm Couple Niggers down to murder for a couple strikes Brick squad, brick squad, everything is brick squad Seein a bitch nigga dead make my dick hard. Is only one word I can't take is the fear. I'm dying for my Niggers! My Niggers die for me! Like a midget to a train. ain't no stopping me No! I'm writing for my Niggers! Letras de cancionesMy Niggers write for me! I'm my brother's keeper.all that we got is real. [Chorus x2] I'm not the bad Niggers or the biggest one But if you beat us, son, I get a bigger gun! I walk a lot of jewels And plus a lot of tools I make a lot of shops I make some mortal soup. It's such a beautiful day, To put my diamonds on display Black and yellow diamonds catchin sun rays on a sunday. You're a man or a mouse? He's a fucking mouse! From Letras Mania