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[Verse 1:] These streets ain't safe so I keep me a cannon I leave a nigga dead, right where he was standin I'm ya worst nightmare just like a bad dream Creep up on ya late night with the mac beam These niggas started war when they kicked in my door If I woulda been home them niggas'd be in the morgue Ain't no friends everybody my enemies Word on the streets niggas thinkin bout killin me So I got no choice but to keep me a millime. Niggas on my line but a nigga still gotta eat So I'm out here erryday, ridin around these streets Still gettin money nigga stackin alota geese Ya fuck boy deserved to be in the trunk boy Actin all hard but ya really a punk boy I don't give a fuck if you niggas don't like me Run up on a nigga you'll see what's under this white tee [Chorus:] Pull it out, cock it, clappin at you niggas Niggas get to hatin cause ya bankroll bigga [x4] [Verse 2:] Takin trips just to get this cake Niggas talkin bout drought nigga I keep that weight Niggas talkin bout they go for 28 Letras de cancionesYou might get about 40 in a whole 'notha state You wanna talk work nigga we can talk numbers I been coppin thangs since I was a lil youngster Fresh off the porch with a sack in my draws Never givin a fuck about no feds or no laws Learned to stack money, and I came up quick I'm on 4 thangs I was just coppin zips I'm gettin money now so watch the money flip You niggas be trickin off spendin on a bitch Me & my fam man we tryna get rich Get in, get out before the feds come hit Ya gotta keep a solid cause niggas snitch 9 times outta ten, it's all over a bitch [Chorus x8] From Letras Mania