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Washed up niggas watching me, I'm on my shit now Young dog used to fuck with weed, he selling bricks now Bitch, I'm the, bitch, I'm the shit now Big choppas, big Glocks, selling big pounds Who can't move 'caine? Damn right GT Mulsanne, I want five pints Big keys, big dream, Big Meech One nigga won't be the fall, is you shitting me? Cutty told me I can get 'em all, how you getting these? 42 for them and they locking, nigga, how many? I'm turnt, even with a couple pending Fuck her, she ain't write when I got sentenced I just pray when it goes down, you keep it solid All my niggas stayed ten toes down on they indictments Black tee, black Glock, black 'Cedes They a dub, nigga, four bricks, that's eighty Got 2 million stashed in the stash house Paid 6 million, that was for my last house Bag touched down, everybody got excited And when it went down, everybody got indicted, huh Bitch, I'm the, bitch, I'm the shit now Big choppas, big Glocks, selling big pounds Letras de cancionesWho can't move 'caine? Damn right GT Mulsanne, I want five pints Big keys, big dream, Big Meech One nigga won't be the fall, is you shitting me? Cutty told me I can get 'em all, how you getting these? Counting money like Baby, been big tyming '05, nigga, yeah, these throw back diamonds Counting them millions 'fore they ever dropped a Wraith Been wearing platinum 'fore they ever dropped a date Raris back to back, nigga, we just bought the lot I just left Target, nigga, had to buy a pot Ask about me in Detroit, I'm a Pyrex legend Tell the judge free the real, yeah, the Southwest Legends Young nigga, penthouse filled with all juice Million dollars, cash on me come from all food Bitch, I'ma, bitch, I'ma lick now Quit calling me, telling me to put them bricks down Matte blue Lamb' in the hood, nigga, that's Doggie Throw his shit back with that wood, it ain't not talking Hoes selling bricks, we still jugging, shoutout my lawyer Every week a new skrrrrr, rest in peace, Richy Porter Bitch, I'm the, bitch, I'm the shit now Big choppas, big Glocks, selling big pounds Who can't move 'caine? Damn right GT Mulsanne, I want five pints Big keys, big dream, Big Meech One nigga won't be the fall, is you shitting me? Cutty told me I can get 'em all, how you getting these? From Letras Mania