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    Ham hops, crack rocks, ooo-wops, cell blocks

    Biscuits, gravy, smothered pork chops

    Big diamond bracelets, mad lootin drug spots
    High speed chases, robbiries, crooked cops

    Bitches with fat asses, no brain and drop top
    Guess who's pregnant, so and so got shot

    Benzes, blue and green contact lenses

    Ya money, ya car and how live you and your mens is
    Knowin who your friends is, millionaire dollar shoppin benjeses

    Ya money how much them timbs is

    In my roll, fuckin shit raw, gettin driz-niz

    Me and ya dip, in the cut, blazin a bliz, she suckin my diz-nick

    Cope p'los and heron bricks
    So many girls in this world, which one should I pick?

    Shit is gettin thick, you better move quick

    Rappers is mad gangsters, applying pressure like the heimlich

    Dime chicks, that I love to stick lick

    Murderers, thieves, hustlers, pimps and tricks

    Chorus 6X


    Rolex, fat checks, while sex in tecks

    Bad ho's, corresing my chest, sippin the Beck's

    Burning l's in your projects, what's next

    It's the first of the month, go get those welfare checks
    Crazy connects, pushing a Lex, suckin on breasts

    Sleep all day, all night, fuck and duck the tech

    Dibs, the one's that quickest to draws, the one that lives

    Makin moves like a chess wiz, gotta feed my eight kids
    My niggas in the ghetto, know what time it is

    I need deep and pussy pampers, cribs and bibs

    Day to day, is how a nigga lives

    Nothing's what a nigga is

    So he ends up in pri-

    Zon, I think ya pussy so go get ya son
    Tough ass rappers, crazy talk no action

    Got freaky stunts, bring some

    Makin all Queens in my kingdom

    Eighty niggas can't get a crumb

    Dizzy broads with dope bodies, a dime a dozen

    Bottom line the pussy bangin, it'll make me cum

    Chorus 6X

    Jagaurs, strip bars, ghetto supastar

    Me and ya pussy out on the road, whippin ya car

    I'm takin off her bra, she gettin bucked baby pa

    Look new, but true, fuck like a pro likes action

    No camera, co reck it and leave a scar

    Niggas is fake and rough, but sleep like spar

    To cuss, bust, dutch us and bringin the ruckus
    Money makin brothers wanna fight and fuss

    Cruisin out my flesh light, plus make playas look ridiculous
    Trying hard, but can't stop the bumrush

    Sun trust, all the temples I crush, ya must back up
    Spontaneous combustion

    Forty five freaks inside my dungeon

    When I get paid I want it in alumson

    Lick a shot and cause pandemonium

    Crazy niggas in jail or the insane asylum
    Brooklyn Brooklyn is where I'm from

    Three minutes and some change and I still ain't say none

    Chorus 6X

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