We got foe niggaz, and low riders, in ski masks They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me One nigga's gettin' jealous, and motherfuckers diedĭepend on me like the first and fifteenth Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade It seems my main thang was to be major paid The futures in my eyes, 'cause all I want is cash and thangsĪ five-double-o, Benz flauntin' flashy rings, uhhīeen know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend 'Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later Until I die, live the life of a boss playa I got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride Well are you still down nigga? Holla when you see meĪnd let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin' Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin' So many playa hating niggaz tryin' to sound like us I bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust
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