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It's a four in my liter, tell a hoe, change her demeanor (Ooh, ooh) Got a whole lot of this shit Might spend your savings this evening I'ma make it all back, that's the vision (Yeah) Fuck your bitch, real quick this season (Ooh, ooh) I remember when a nigga ain't have shit And I'll put it in your face, better believe it Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah) Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it I remember when a nigga ain't have shit And I'll put it in your face, better believe it I remember when a nigga ain't have (Ain't have) I was down broke on my ass (All broke) Now Lambo truck, paper tags (Vroom) Hellcat, I'ma do the whole dash (I'm gone) Sleepin' on the floor, I was young and bummy Ask for dough, they said, "No", they wouldn't leave me money Had to go out the state when they came to my war I ain't need no one to go get it for me Put my trust in my fate like I'm Biggie, Poppa I bought choppas for bottles that pocket watchin' (Boom, boom, boom) Used to laugh at my dreams, people used to doubt me Now it's many Balenci' when I go shoppin' Letras de cancionesHouston, Texas, I rep it for ever, ever (Be-be-be-be, believe it) Smokin' dope, pour a four, mix the shit together (Be-be-be-be, believe it) Drop the top on arenas, it's [?], know my city fell off but we back together It's a four in my liter, tell a hoe, change her demeanor (Ooh, ooh) Got a whole lot of this shit Might spend your savings this evening I'ma make it all back, that's the vision (Yeah) Fuck your bitch, real quick this season (Ooh, ooh) I remember when a nigga ain't have shit And I'll put it in your face, better believe it Be-be,-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah) Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it I remember when a nigga ain't have shit And I'll put it in your face, better believe it Young nigga gettin' that lettuce (Yeah) Old head start gettin' jealous (Yeah) They never broke bread, never fed us (Yeah) Mislead, old head never led us (Yeah) Gettin' bread, old head wouldn't let us (Yeah) Put the bread on your like some lettuce Every red to his head 'til I catch up Two shots to head, old head start to left us Got it out the mud like a refugee Now I sip mud in the penthouse suite Rollie plain jane, bust down AP PJ plane to the SRT Pull up, left truck in the [?] (Be-be-be-be, believe it) Hunnid bands in my hand, got them racks on me (Be-be-be-be, believe it) Sellin' packs lowkey, got the strap on me I'm the flyest Crip that you ever gon' see It's a four in my liter, tell a hoe, change her demeanor (Ooh, ooh) Got a whole lot of this shit Might spend your savings this evening I'ma make it all back, that's the vision (Yeah) Fuck your bitch, real quick this season (Ooh, ooh) I remember when a nigga ain't have shit And I'll put it in your face, better believe it Be-be,-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah) Be-be-be-be, believe it, be-be-be-be, believe it I remember when a nigga ain't have shit And I'll put it in your face, better believe it Believe it, baby From Letras Mania