| How you know that shit?
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| Where you grow that shit?
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| Whole verse didn’t rhyme, how you flow that shit?
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| Fuck a gun, put it down, toe-to-toe that shit
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| Never fuck with the gorilla, make a note of it
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| I’m a Yonkers nigga, yeah, you know my team
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| I ain’t just a lil' rapper, nigga, mainstream
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| Hit records and money, that’s the main thing
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| Tryna' chill but my niggas let it bang-bang
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| Got bars like I just got outta Sing Sing
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| All D’s are red fuck one of your … (?) thangs
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| I grew up in this, I blew up in this
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| Range Rover as a kid, I threw up in this
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| All kind of bud, thickest strain
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| Run everything in New York, nigga, pick a train
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| Sold dope to these fiends, nigga, pick a vein
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| 'Lotta copy-cat rappers, all I see is Wayne
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| Came from bein' broke but I’m rich now
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| I can fuck another nigga bitch now
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| And it kinda smell like I’m the shit now
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| Stand up dyin' never sit down
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| Hundred flyin' in every week now
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| On the grind, I don’t really get to sleep now
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| Paranoia got me ridin' with my piece now
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| Stand up dyin' never sit down
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| Yo, Donnie colorblind, all I see is green
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| Fuck them other niggas, I just rep my team
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| I just want that bag, more dope shit
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| Stay away from suckers, no hoe shit
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay
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| If I don’t do another show, my kids’ll be okay
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| My cases gettin' beat, my lawyers can free OJ
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| Big chromy on my hip, these niggas know I don’t play
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| Different Louies on my feet now
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| Twenty years still hot with the heat now
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| Still chumps step up to get beat down
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| Turn the radio, nothin' I hear is street now
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| Yeah, you too soft for what you askin' for
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| I come through and write bitch on your casket door
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| Yeah, I got cake but I grind for more
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| Yeah, you ain’t gon' shoot her, what you packin' for?
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| Came from bein' broke but I’m rich now
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| I can fuck another nigga bitch now
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| And it kinda smell like I’m the shit now
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| Stand up dyin' never sit down
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| Hundred flyin' in every week now
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| On the grind, I don’t really get to sleep now
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| Paranoia got me ridin' with my piece now
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| Stand up dyin' never sit down |