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Yea, Haha drama Im back Dedication 2 I ain't even waitin' on 'em, Ima get 'em now Get 'em, my block pumpin' and I'm tryin' to keep that hoe pumpin If niggas snitchin' them I let them niggas hold sumthin' Get get get 'em, my block pumpin 'nd Im tryin' to keep that hoe pumpin If niggas snitchin' them I let them niggas hold sumthin' If a nigga owe sumthin' need a Doctor's note from 'em, or his throat from 'em these Lil niggas thinkin' they fresh, get whiped out ya clothes youngin I got it all but I'll beat you like you stole sumthin' My bitch trippin', she say I treat her like my old woman I tell the bitch I'm probably better off with no woman Yea, I get that brand new money Imma the Boss bitch, Im touchin' every dollar thats comin' Stop Playin', I noe wut I'm doin' Let me get 'em, I hope his kids not with 'em Yall mother f*ckers noe me I'm a rider in the side of the south Got the money in the matress and the guns in the couch, Wut up Puttin' out cock Roaches in the ashtray Its pay day till my last day Yea, walkin' that line with alot on my mind I get that money, never droppin' a dime I don't hate, never, not on my time I'll put that little red dot on ya mind Talkin' that crime but alot of 'em lyin' Letras de cancionesIm caught on the grind, never get off my grind Ima pimp to these hoes, not a pimp in my mind, nah And everybody noe Im sharp when I ride Hop out that new Ferrari with that little horse on the side Yea Zoom zoom bitch ride a nigga broom witch Have a key wet stinkin' Up your whole room bitch Now break out the purfume bitch And niggas come from out that beach, I'm in that water like a cruise ship Straight Up, tell all my dudes this 1 Pistol, 2 Clips, I aim at lips Wayne that shit, shit on yall Given to you from the god I Am the God Yaaa, money on my mind, money money on my mental Super super soaker'd a nigga like a swim suit I think they sippin' on that I can fuck with him juice' Test me if ya wanna bad man I knock a limb loose I ain't never scared, I'm protected everywhere And If A nigga disrespect me then he shall be very dead Thats my word, gotta urge to hit a nigga and swerve And them birds in the trigger shot down to my feet It's me mothafucka whats better to see And when ya greeted like Me Aint Nothin Better Then Beef See I'd meet each one of you niggaz in the street Then eat and pick you little bitches out my teeth Shout out to the green and red stiches in my teeth nigga With no gucci I'm a double chief nigga My brothers you have send, and the god I am.. Amen.. From Letras Mania