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808 Mafia Man I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly Told my dawg we [?] nigga trust me When it's all said and done she still gone suck me Money [?] rush me Yeah but I want a bigger bag Want a bigger crib Want a bigger chain Want the sickest whip Want some bigger shit When I'm bigger bitch We just nigga rich Bitch I'm nigga rich That nigga not cut like me Can't get no bucks like me That's why I don't chill with them niggas I rather get richer alone Yeah Imma hold my hitter Yea I just be taking her home And youse a phony nigga Man you can't go back home I be in the hood likе every month Thesе niggas more pressed than [?] My life a movie I'm Paramount Letras de cancionesBut It's some shit I don't share about Tell me more shit I don't care about I'm waiting on money, what Pi'erre about? Can't be scared and stay in the house Used to throw parties and air it out Now I'm up for a grammy now We got first not second down [?] we gone throw it out Money like hair I grow it out I was on [?] for real Bitch I'm 4 for real My nigga don't lose no weight, but he always hold the steel My nigga done caught a case, they trying to give him ten years Shawty showed [?] That pass [?] for real Introduce you to the bag, and we gone touch a Mil You know why my pockets fat, cuz my bank like Uncle Phil [Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne] Man I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly Told my dawg we [?] nigga trust me When it's all said and done she still gone suck me Money [?] rush me Yeah but I want a bigger bag Want a bigger crib Want a bigger chain Want the sickest whip Want some bigger shit When I'm bigger bitch We just nigga rich Bitch I'm nigga rich Big guns, big clips Gotta run, sank ships We kill shit, like the Navy If you switched then yo pussy ass fuggazi I got racks on me fucking yo old lady She might come back to you nigga maybe I might send a shooter round yo way maybe Hope these niggas ain't tough nigga don't try to play with me Imma keep it on my side bitch it spray with me 30 round, a 100 round this on GLOCK 17 I'm the same nigga came up out them apartments Man I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly Told my dawg we [?] nigga trust me When it's all said and done she still gone suck me Money [?] rush me Yeah but I want a bigger bag Want a bigger crib Want a bigger chain Want the sickest whip Want some bigger shit When I'm bigger bitch We just nigga rich Bitch I'm nigga rich From Letras Mania