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Featuring Murda Mook (Hook) Yep I’m schooling whole my family Here this shit feel like graduation Niggas glad I’m on it all, y’all niggas majuatin’ Quit the killin’, spit the realest, get the fabrication Step the huss', we get to clappin’ like congradulation Congradulations woop Yea, congradulations All you hatin’ niggas hatin’ should you say congradulations All the meanest, yep I mean it You have to say congradulations Snap to me, my niggas slappin’ Clappin’ like congradulations (Verse) Okay I’m swagged up but I’m so good Get on my dick, I got no room I’m so smooth, like a Corvette That they show it off in the showroom You bumpin’ down when I’m slowin’ up These clap diamonds aren’t glowing up I’m blowing up, I’ll throw a bus I’m so sick of cash and I’m throwing up Chubby with my Harlem niggas Letras de cancionesThey hell a rouge you gotta pardon niggas Got my west niggas too, they starvin’ And everybody bangin’ out like Jake Hardin nigga Word up, I’m like Martin nigga Cush rolled and sparking nigga I’m on the tyke cuz I was born to ride I was born to fight, I’m a Spartan nigga Flat tied gold chain, tatted up like Earl Smith Deuce deuce at my anckle size Get shot home by my girl shit Point blank, we great if So don’t be around when that Earl hit Iced out in my wrist watch That rock band like Earl Smith Ballin’, yea we ballin’ Homie, we juiced up like OJ MJ to my good team To your weak team I’m like coach K Chubby I ain’t no gang nigga No plain nigga, no lame nigga Y’all niggas know my name Nigga, I’m fire flame like Wayne yep (Hook) Yep I’m schooling whole my family Here this shit feel like graduation Niggas glad I’m on it all, y’all niggas majuatin’ Quit the killin’, spit the realest, get the fabrication Step the huss', we get to clappin’ like congradulation Congradulations woop Yea, congradulations All you hatin’ niggas hatin’ should you say congradulations All the meanest, yep I mean it You have to say congradulations Snap to me, my niggas slappin’ Clappin’ like congradulations (Verse) Look I’m steady reppin’ that Harlem shit Chad reppin’ that south central We flew our hair in that airplane And still managed to bring that Glock with him Y’all nigga don’t know Who was at my table? Tell him get his own glow Nigga steady hatin’, tell him get his own flow If I get to 4-4 I would’ve spent his whole dough Fuck you niggas, fuck you niggas Especially if I ain’t gettin’ money with you No mistake, this is no hatin’ shit This is real shit, I ain’t no funny nigga Hennessey is my favorite liquor Cassandra is my favorite stripper I admit she always would’ve been liked But the stupid bitch tried to make me kiss her Sing sing sing drinks on me My my whole crew could spoil you Sing sing sing drinks on you Bitch, tuhaz on you Money blew like royal Don’t move like oil I’m in that Lambo Same color, I’m movin’ ‘em for you Who can I show you? Who can employ you? Got the same tie in the noose and I call you Troops that would saw you Troop for my troops and the boys gonna blew if it prove that I’m loyal No game, no gimmicks You mad, you hatin’ Be glad I made it Bitch now say congradulations (Hook) Yep I’m schooling whole my family Here this shit feel like graduation Niggas glad I’m on it all, y’all niggas majuatin’ Quit the killin’, spit the realest, get the fabrication Step the huss', we get to clappin’ like congradulation Congradulations woop Yea, congradulations All you hatin’ niggas hatin’ should you say congradulations All the meanest, yep I mean it You have to say congradulations Snap to me, my niggas slappin’ Clappin’ like congradulations Congradulations Congradulations Congradulations Congradulations From Letras Mania