| AK-47
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Gangsta
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| Look
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| Okay, lil' six spot sellin' bean
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| Three phones steady ringin'
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| Chain cold and dental freezin'
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| Never change on your people, yeah, yeah
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| Never change on your people, yeah, yeah
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| They better never change on me, either
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| Big gun, Desert Eagle, knock a boy up out his sneakers
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| In a truck, baby, this is not a two-seater
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| I’m a don, I know you see all these goons with me, yeah
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| On my son, I’ll never change on 'em neither
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| Okay, I can’t see me up in no cell block
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| Though we used to sell rocks
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| Glad I used to play that block
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| Graduated to that spot
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| Now I’m livin' like a boss
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| We got 'partments, we got lofts
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| We gon' trap this bitch out, yeah
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| Six spot sellin' bean
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| Three phones steady ringin'
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| 'Partment full of gasoline
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| Loft full of cocaína
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| We got what you need, bruh
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| Hit me when you need some
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| I could supply your re-up, uh, uh
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| Okay, now hit me when it’s time to re-up
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| I don’t need you in my spot tryna roll my weed up
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| That’s a duh
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| I don’t fuck with me no fuckin' leeches
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| That’s a duh
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| And it want what it want now I’m on
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| I just got me
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| Six spot sellin' bean
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| Three phones steady ringin'
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| Chain cold and dental freezin'
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| Never change on your people, yeah, yeah
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| Never change on your people, yeah, yeah
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| They better never change on me, either
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| Big gun, Desert Eagle, knock a boy up out his sneakers
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| In a truck, baby, this is not a two-seater
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| I’m a don, I know you see all these goons with me, yeah
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| On my son, I’ll never change on 'em neither
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| Okay, lil' six spot sellin' bean
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| Yeah, steady beam
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| Phone steady ringin' and she think I’m cheatin'
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| I’m bringin' home all the chicken and she steady cheatin'
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| You can’t be all on my phone speakin' Japanese
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| Uh, are you talkin' Japanese? |
| Yeah
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| We ain’t got shit for free, yeah
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| You ain’t got shit I need, yeah
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| You ain’t got shit on me, yeah, uh
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| Flyer than a B, but I got no wings, yeah
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| Higher than my G, he think I’m seventeen, yeah
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| He think I’m seventeen
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| That clip hold seventeen, yeah
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| Plus a thirty, huh, add another thirty, yeah
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| Fuck up on a thotty, yeah
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| Fuck all on her buddy, yeah
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| Fuck her and her buddy, yeah
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| Fuck up some more money, yeah
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| Six spot sellin' bean
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| Three phones steady ringin'
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| Chain cold and dental freezin'
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| Never change on your people, yeah, yeah
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| Never change on your people, yeah, yeah
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| They better never change on me, either
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| Big gun, Desert Eagle, knock a boy up out his sneakers
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| In a truck, baby, this is not a two-seater
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| I’m a don, I know you see all these goons with me, yeah
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| On my son, I’ll never change on 'em neither
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know
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| Just got the block back
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| Six spot sellin' bean
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| Phone steady ringin'
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| And they all here
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| Got my name on it
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| I’m a boss, huh, yeah
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| Like I want, huh, yeah
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| Uh, yeah, uh, yeah |