| My goons smoke weed, My goons smell blow
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| My goons make moves, They pulling?
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| If you ain’t from my hood, Then you gonna have to go
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| You’ll get your ass murked, I hope you niggas know
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| Throwing signs, popping nines we get violated
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| 20 deep when we ride we get violated
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| A chopper pointing at your spine we get violated
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| We murder niggas all the time we stay violated
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| We about to ride on you lying ass niggas
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| You ain’t selling dope, you ain’t pulling triggers
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| You ain’t get no dirt, you ain’t no gorilla
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| You rap about somebody else life I figure
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| Why you saying you on them cars while you leasing
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| Just keep it real man, who the fuck you pleasing?
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| I know them stripper hoes keep your pump greasing
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| They sit up in your face, I guess they give you reason
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| To pay some bills, buy pills, get 'em high, you ain’t real
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| Mr.Fly yo packing steel because that false flagging should have got you killed
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| We don’t recognize real, you say your a trapper
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| You say your a gangster
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| I know your a actor
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| You ain’t got no swagger
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| You ain’t but no laughter
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| We stay 20 deep with gorillas and jackers
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| Haters still dissing, but your probably wishing
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| We off in the club,?
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| Smoking on some real good, that’ll make you feel good
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| When we passing by you, all you smell is purple kush
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| And we got all that shit you ain’t got
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| Plugs for them drugs that shit you ain’t got
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| A couple of hitmen that’ll wipe you off the map
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| You ain’t never gangbanged, and you never work the trap nigga |