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    feat. Lac, Stone
    [Mannie Fresh]
    Ahhhhh
    True Story
    Fo shoeezy

    [Verse One: Mannie Fresh]
    Who rock shit that you neva seen befo?
    The charge goes to me, then Mike, then the store
    Two way beepers with built in speakers
    Three inch woofers one inch tweezers
    The one and only
    Mac like roni
    Sharp like my bitch and pretty like Tony
    Trucks big leather room table beds
    (cat meowing)Siberian tiger spreads
    The call me Emmit cuz I only ride twenty two's
    Emmit Smith numba twenty two get it dude
    Smoke so much body smell like... WEED!
    Get cut Cristal is whut I.... bleed
    Got money then bitch come early
    Got a Benz that come out in 2030
    Cardel frames that make me look nerdy
    Now who's the baller now WHARDIE!

    [Chorus 2X: Lac]
    Go on hate me
    You can't break me
    Usta ride new shit but not none lately
    Wassup nigga? still ride old schools?
    84 cutlass with the European light fools

    [Verse Two: Baby]
    Give me a dove and watch how I flip the bitch
    One, two, three, four, five slick
    Uno, dose
    Bentleys and Rovers
    Jags, Hummers, Rags its over
    Put the kit up nigga lets break it down
    Hit the curb bust the tires Im fucked up now
    Whip my wheel twenty inches
    Catch my thrills I've been pimpin
    Look ice my life
    Fuck what's right
    Twenty on the four wheel will fit it tight
    Do..noughts in a truck
    Corvette lights on a pickup
    Baby girl on the bus.... jump off
    Step on Ealton and Cleave.... break her off

    Bentleys on Gold D's
    Nigga say I'm trippin but you niggaz gotta let me be me
    Wodie
    Let this life
    Wodie
    I done earned my stripes
    I'm Goldie
    I'm a pimp for life
    I'm Platinum
    Let me shoot the dice

    [Chorus 2X: Lac]
    Go on hate me
    You can't break me
    Usta ride new shit but not none lately
    Wassup nigga? still ride old schools?
    84 cutlass with the European light fools

    [Verse Three: Stone]
    Look
    I push a kitted tinted Lex
    Steering wheel on the right
    Bubble eye eggshell with the extra pipes
    Rich nigga I got money to buy an extra life
    Now I'm gonna mind hell tryin to live trife
    So its my life to life with three strikes on me
    With a four five on my six to get the lights off me
    Like I'm a seven figga nigga drinkin ice on me
    And for eight to nine years ten been the price for a key

    [Verse Four: Lac]
    I got some shit
    Why not stunt?
    This is much bigger then broke niggas with gold fronts
    Big rocks in my watch like 'Montz got
    Quarters on my trucks and a Hatch full of punch
    Got a Bentley and a Jag nigga
    With some twenty inch Mag nigga
    License plate says bad nigga
    Got a new bike chromed and stretched
    Got a 50 for my son that I love to death

    [Chorus 4X: Lac]
    Go on hate me
    You can't break me
    Usta ride new shit but not none lately
    Wassup nigga? still ride old schools?
    84 cutlass with the European light fools

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