| Ooh |
| Ooh |
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| White diamonds, 2 a.m., she wildin' |
| Bitches sick, got their stomach in her comments |
| What school you went to? Gardena, Compton |
| Westchester, King/Drew, then we function |
| Little nigga, but that dog in me, that's on Top |
| On my kids, I'll sock you niggas up |
| Have you ever took a fade and ran three more back to back? |
| Oh, you haven't? Then shut the fuck up and keep it rap |
| Gah, gah, gah |
| Bitch, I'm from the LAnd |
| Don't say you hate L.A. when you don't travel past the 10 |
| Am I trippin'? Yes, I am |
| Meditate over some money, I see Franklin, I find zen |
| Bitch, I'm from the LAnd |
| Don't say you hate L.A., but live in L.A. and pretend |
| My neck on Tarantino, Alejandro, Spike Lee |
| Just know you took the scenic route if you stand by me, stupid |
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| So fly in this bitch |
| Fifty on me, don't die tryin' and shit (Ooh-ooh) |
| You know I'm up and down when I slide in this bitch |
| Dreamers and the Jets outside in this bitch |
| Westside, get the money, yeah, that's fo' sho' |
| Streets don't love you, better respect the code |
| Ain't no sleepin' in on Sunday |
| If it's 'bout the money, then my niggas on go |
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| When I walk in, oh yeah, bring that |
| It's unanimous, how I pop shit |
| When I walk in, hoes better get in check |
| You lookin' at a bad bitch, nothin' less |
| Walk, walk, walk, walk |
| Walk, walk, walk, walk |
| Tip, toe, pivot, walk |
| Tip, toe, pivot, walk |
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| Ooh, don't take it personal |
| You won't be the first to know |
| Just might be the first to go |
| Just might be, ooh |
| Don't take it personal |
| You won't be the first to know |
| Just might be the first to go |
| Just might be |
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