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Splash, splatter at the mad rappers Spilling liquor, got a bad habit Put your money back son I'd rather shat a little whack dreams And your little chatter isn't really mattering The couple dougies, cook up, fuck her up and put them on a platter Fucking jay you dela, son is small and fatter I be lankey tolerant, we balling passing rhythm off with a bat Lot of motherfuckers all talk and attract This apocalypse, rap smash they all whack Put them off the map, we laugh on Let the bottles crack, I let them swallow sack While I swallow the jack, I'm a little pass my limit I'm hollering madness in the whip mashing Hundred five on the dash, cut the grass low Fin the killer snake ass Fame, get that money so it ain't a problem So the bitches holler for the fame Double your cup, what? Get your buzz up You know that you bugging for fame This what they want right? This what they want right? Give them that raw life, fame Give them that raw life, fame But that's tell them all Letras de canciones I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face Fuck with this, I'm in the club and they bought my shit Your bitch love my hits Jilling finny giggy with a pity Who talk about getting greedy Never showing opposition any pity I ain't talking of that but you know I'm running the city I wonder what tac, you know that my click is with me Back of the lac, we running some of that sticky we the braf Throwing hunneds and fifties there ain't no taking it with me when I'm gone Guess s, it's when my vision is coming strong Swear it when I whipping the bat they think none Came a long way from the hallway Get it how I'm living, I'm driving the killer all way All day, we get up no taking off days Get that money when it's off place A manage, plus a couple of broads that kind of foreplay ??? horse play Fame, get that money so it ain't a problem So the bitches holler for the fame Double your cup, what? Get your buzz up You know that you bugging for fame This what they want right? This what they want right? Give them that raw life, fame Give them that raw life, fame But that's tell them all I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face From Letras Mania