| Yuh, Kane train
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Kane train, came by the trap
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| If I fall off, I could do the same thing
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| Rap game, face all over these magazines
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| I can’t slang things
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| Insane, Bunny Rabbit gang, throw it down for the set-set
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| VV when you see me, hold these double Gs
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| Got my neck wet
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| body killer, hittin' all crews
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| Crack was movin' slow, I move the dog food
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| Nigga, fuck the law, I’m breaking all rules
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| Mr. Fetty Wap with the
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| On some couple ounces, that’s a small move
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| Threw the fifties out, we bringin' all tools
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| Get a truck and fill it up with all goons
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| When the crack was slow, I move the dog food, nigga
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| Bitches young Corleone, Soprano baby Tony
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| Straight out that East Side, my breakfast was eggs and fried baloney
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| Can’t politic if you neutral, I fuck with members only
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| I pulled up bare face with choppas, bitch, I ain’t send the homies
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| Fuck niggas, get sprayed down
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| Yellow tape and stretchers gettin' laid now
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| Come on niggas' block and get some cake 'round
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| Y’all done been my niggas since the playground
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| Y’all done been my niggas since the sandbox
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| 'Fore I run the turf and got the land locked
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| Put it in the park and make the gram fly
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| We was out here serving hand-to-hand rocks, nigga
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| Kane train, came by the trap
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| If I fall off, I could do the same thing
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| Rap game, face all over these magazines
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| I can’t slang things
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| Insane, Bunny Rabbit gang, throw it down for the set-set
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| VV’s when you see me, hold these double Gs
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| Got my neck wet
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| And my money roll, it do not fold
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| Got the rollie Daytona, it’s all gold
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| Politic with Pablo’s chapos
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| I don’t got a minute for these dog holes
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| Bitch, I never bend, I do not fold
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| Dayton’s on the Chevy, they was all gold
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| Politic with Pablo’s chapos
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| I ain’t got a minute for these dog holes, nigga
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| (You know what I’m sayin', baby, sniffle up)
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| Politic with Pablo’s chapos
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| I ain’t got a minute for these dog holes, nigga
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| Yeah, yeah
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| And my money roll, it do not fold
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| I ain’t got a minute for these dog holes
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| Yeah, Kane |