WHO GIVES A FUCK I DONT GIVA FUK/
DO U GIVA FUK, NAW HE DONT GIVA FUK/
WE GOIN HARD WE AINT GIVING UP/
TIL WE SEE THEM BARS WE GON LIVE IT UP/
BLEND THE BLOW WITH SODA SIFT IT UP/
PUT THE PRODUCT IN THE POT, MIX IT UP/
PUT THE RIMS ON THE WHIP LIFT IT UP/
I THROW THE MONEY ON STAGE SHE PICK IT UP/
AS SOON AS THE CLUB CLOSE I PICK'R UP/
AS SOON I BUST OFF.. SHE GET IT UP/
TAG THE PUSSY LIKE A WHITE WALL.. HIT IT UP/
AS SOON AS IT COME OUT SHE LICK IT UP/
I DROP IT OFF… HE PICK IT UP/
I FIND THE SPOT… HE STICK IT UP/
MAAAAN THATS MY MF NIGGA BUT/
HE PLAYED WITH MY MONEY SO I LIT'M UP/
BLOOD 4 BLOOD FUNDS OVER FUN/
SLUG 4 SLUG SHOOT OUT IN THE SLUMS/
LOVE IS LOVE WE WAR OVER ONES/
WE FOLD THE MONEY BACKWARDS ONES OVER HUNS/
GOTTA STAY ON POINT INCASE THE PIGS COME/
THESE COPS WILL SET U UP LIKE THEY MUMS/
WE RULE THE NIGHT DONT PLAY DUMB/
BUT STILL HUSTLE TILL WE SEE THE SUN/
(CUT THROATS) THESE BOYS WILL KILL U FOR A MESLEY CRUMB/
100 ROUNDS IN A DRUM.. RED RUM/
BOOOY THAT CHOPPA BANG LIKE A BASS DRUM/
KEEP THAT THANG ON MY WAIST… WAIST'M/
PUT THEM SLUGS IN YA MOUTH TASTE'M/
BEEN MOVING BASE SINCE DAY 1/
THE FIENDS MEMORIZE YA FACE IF ITS A1/
HIDE YA PACK IN THE CUT IF CANT RUN/
ROCKS UNDER MY TOUNGE, IF THE JAKE COME/
I'LL SWALLOW THESE BITCHES/
B4 THEY CATCH ME WITH THIS GUN I'LL HOLLOW THESE BITCHES/
CHASING THAT MONEY I FOLLOW THESE RICHES/
STAY AWAY THE DUMMYS THESE COWARD SNITCHES (IM GONE)
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