| Cook that shit up Quay
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I was just sitting in the kitchen cookin' chickens and flippin' pigeons
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| I would pull up anywhere and serve a nigga, man you can get it
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| And I’ll be all on the east side flipping pies, I’m in the low
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| Hopin' I don’t see them guys
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I was just sitting in the kitchen cookin' chickens and flippin' pigeons
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| I would pull up anywhere and serve a nigga, man you can get it
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| And I’ll be all on the east side flipping pies, I’m in the low ride
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| Hopin' I don’t see them guys
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| I said hoping that I don’t see them guys, I be all on the south side
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| Getting the bricks in for the low low, gotta stay focused and get this bankroll
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| My motto’s always stay focused
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| Never chase a bitch, gotta get this money
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| Make sure these niggas pay they homage, put up a hundred
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| You never know when the struggle’s comin'
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| You gotta watch your brother’s back
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| 'Cause these niggas they phony, they ain’t your homie
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| Talkin' down bad on you to a bitch
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| But fuckin' stand over that stove and break your fuckin' wrist
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| PFK, them young niggas good, they know how to get rich
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| Take 'em back to the west side when we was fuckin' with Chris
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| Them late nights in the 9, we was shipping out bricks
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| Me and Marlo standin' in the kitchen arguing over the egg beater
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| We tryna get rich
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I was just sitting in the kitchen cookin' chickens and flippin' pigeons
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| I would pull up anywhere and serve a nigga, man you can get it
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| And I’ll be all on the east side flipping pies, I’m in the low
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| Hopin' I don’t see them guys
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I was just sitting in the kitchen cookin' chickens and flippin' pigeons
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| I would pull up anywhere and serve a nigga, man you can get it
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| And I’ll be all on the east side flipping pies, I’m in the low ride
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| Hopin' I don’t see them guys
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| And I thank God I ain’t see them guys
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| 'Cause I’m ridin' with them damn pies
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| I got an F&N with a green beam
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| Fishscale on the triple beam
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| In a Benz coupe and that shit squat
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| Man that shit be lookin' real mean
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| When the feds came and they question my nigga
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| Them nigga better say not not a thing
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| I just think back and I remember
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| Remember cold nights in December
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| When my niggas ain’t have no coat, I gave 'em hope
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| Put that fishscale in that boat, I whipped that dope
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| And I turned the four one to a nine nose
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| And then them niggas sweet and I wiped slime nose, whoa whoa
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| I been ridin' 'round with them grizzlies in the trenches
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| And I been showin' them slime niggas how to get it
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| Tryna turn the dark nigga into the realest
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| Since I’m a hustler I’ma show you how to get it (Marlo)
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| Do anything to get them fuckin' digits
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I was just sitting in the kitchen cookin' chickens and flippin' pigeons
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| I would pull up anywhere and serve a nigga, man you can get it
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| And I’ll be all on the east side flipping pies, I’m in the low
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| Hopin' I don’t see them guys
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| I just sit back and I remember
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| I was just sitting in the kitchen cookin' chickens and flippin' pigeons
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| I would pull up anywhere and serve a nigga, man you can get it
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| And I’ll be all on the east side flipping pies, I’m in the low ride
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| Hopin' I don’t see them guys |