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Street nigga living lavish, yeah Fifty racks and reps, that's on a fly bitch, yeah Armored truck, they think it's Trump when we touch down, yeah Uncle pimpin', brother robbin', I came up cookin', yeah Earrings a half a ticket, these ain't lab diamonds I put on this shit myself, ain't got no damn stylist Hundred million dollars, nigga, still will get violent Rylo with me, we business partners, we just bust down a dime We so turnt up, yeah, all day pour up, yeah 233's be choppin' shit, them little niggas ain't poppin' shit All blue faces, we moppin' shit, too P for all that toxic shit Kareem the way I block a bitch, '06 Gucci, we woppin' shit No love for the opposite, give millions to my block and shit We run a monopoly, you ain't with us, then we stoppin' it You wanna be nice and shit, no time for that, I'll bite the bitch Shiesty mask and switches, Taliban, this that al-Qaeda shit Yeah, yeah, we the mob for real Don't tell on your brother, don't say nothing, them lawyers comin' trim Sent a M to slime for legal fees, I really fuck with twin You know how that shit go for real, don't get caught on that other end They can take the leave for the time bein', but they ain't gon' never win Actin' stiff and missed it, I know she pissed I done turned up her friend Tried to burn me out, but I'm still lit, tell them to blow again They want me selling dope again, I'm ducked off with yo' ho again Pillow talkin', tellin' the business, we don't do that Letras de cancionesNever fallin' out 'bout these bitches, you 'posed to know that Gave my 21 to the trenches, I'm in that new 'Bach Judge think 'cause he gave me a sentence, I wasn't gone T up Niggas wanna be us, gon' turn up every time they free us I finally put my P up, my bitch got me together Showed me she was special, young, turnt, and reckless Say God I be with devils, 59 with the bezel Made my first M on tether, I promised never to settle I rose from Armageddon, fuck it, judge, I did it Back hangin' with bitches, they tellin' on all the killers Took a oath to never fold, want to tell that to bro These niggas breakin' the code, platinum presi from bro They recommended the gold, but, fuck it, bring me the rose Fuck 'em, I want his head, for double I want him dead The rapper really was Jedd, my come up was from the meds Yeah, yeah, we the mob for real Don't tell on your brother, don't say nothing, them lawyers comin' trim Sent a M to slime for legal fees, I really fuck with twin You know how that shit go for real, don't get caught on that other end They can take the leave for the time bein', but they ain't gon' never win Actin' stiff and missed it, I know she pissed I done turned up her friend Tried to burn me out, but I'm still lit, tell them to blow again They want me sellin' dope again, I'm ducked off with yo' ho again From Letras Mania