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Lotta nigga talk, you ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, bitches throw the shade
Lotta nigga talk, you ever get paid
Still shit, make a bitch go crazy
Lotta talk, you don't ever get paid
Fuck nigga hate, bitches throw the shade

Still kickin' flav', got my on turn up
Came with a zip, let the whole burn up
All I know, get dough, keep it
me that in '85, never learned nothin' different
All I see is haters in my rear
in my windshield, got a clear view
I trained myself, go for a broke nigga
That way when you're I don't hear you, listen
poppin', give a shit about me
Fuck shit you talkin', look at you, see you ain't 'bout it
at you, see you don't want it
Should be an opponent
you sittin' next to TIP, it look inferior, don't it?
Give a if you don't know
I've achieved everything you hope for
If a real nigga turned into a corporation
at me, shawty, I should be the logo
Please no photos as I stepped in that
Got four hoes in the two Bentley, what's happenin'?
She with the actress, she come in with me
But if not I her, she mean nothin' to me
I pull up, hop out, give the my keys
I run the city, bitch, I'm for free
And who the nigga here talkin' to me?
There gon' be if you keep botherin' me, man
I came in this bitch to spend and 50 G
What you tried to park here? That my Bentley
You can't to me now, God as my witness
on in your earnin's I take your opinion
I swear,

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the
nigga talk, you don't ever get paid
Still kickin' shit, make a go crazy
Lotta nigga talk, you don't get paid
Fuck nigga hate, broke throw the shade

Focused on the money, fuck shit? Forget it
I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a shit it
Get up out it, a Uber, go and buy a new one
I gotta run a bag up, it's extra for the one
Got 500 bags off in
Go and put it up and a 100 more, the gang here
Two rules, gettin' money, nigga, stay
At all costs, nigga, at all costs,
Take a hit of this and run balls off
And, nigga, you ain't really if you called off
Play a bit to the left, call it
around, get your mouth wired, gotta weed y'all
Better stand before I be a man down
Guns up, hands down, that's exactly how I y'all
Okay one day I retire, put me in the of fame
But you lames don't forget what I done y'all
I put the of God in ya
Oh you hard is ya?
I can see the broad in ya, your card
Then you make a move, make a choice
Either go out like a bitch or get ass kicked
God damn be horrible
So down, nigga