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Yeah Rock bandanas like Santana in 2009 Doin' my big one, sittin courtside Two pretty chicks sittin' on each side Used to serve on the East side He ain't no gangster, he a CI I know Woo with me without a doubt, I snap, he gon' tweak out Fuck her 'til she tired, as soon as she asleep, I'ma sneak out They dependent on me now, in Belize with my feet out Twenty foreigns in a line, we play like Meech, then we go fire None but sticks inside, a bunch of rapid fire when thе dope slide (Baow, baow, baow) This shit hot for real, don't try Baby ain't lеttin' go for six thousand Keep my name in them trap houses All my main ones got low mileage She with gang, her phone on silent Ain't no foldin' up, I'm solid I'm the inspiration, they don't know what to do until I do it Rockin' Air Force Ones like Nelly and his crew back in '02 I'm like Tyreek Hill, they give me a lil' gap, I'ma run through it I'm gettin' paid whenever I move Feelin' like Wocka, then let's do it I get to shinin' up my golds like Juvie, '99 I'm rockin' a clean suit like I was Snoop, beat this homicide Letras de cancionesI got a white bitch buyin' co-co like I'm Ice-T I'm already legend in these streets, feel like T.I.P. (That's the king) Young nigga trapped down, dishin' in the snow back in '03 Learn to use the pot, I can microwave the whole ki' They go Chopper City in Atlanta like it's B.G. (Brodie) Knew the pimp game from a pimp named OGD You don't need to be on the scene to get a nigga blitzed Paid a dime for the Wock' lean, I ain't drinkin' Tris Pourin' up that Quagen, sippin' on more syrup than Triple Six I got this shit on lock from Dubai Bay to the trench Oh, yeah, Plutoski Yeah Rock bandanas like Santana in 2009 Doin' my big one, sittin courtside Two pretty chicks sittin' on each side Used to serve on the East side He ain't no gangster, he a CI Baby Tsunami, youngest in charge From Letras Mania