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  • Boy I fear like you the last ..
  • Remain a silent nigga to my last ..
  • Real gang full of p**sies on our last chick,
  • And you can buy p**sies, you can't buy respect.
  • Die for my respect ***** your head shut,
  • Red dutch your ass nigga shake it your pops,
  • You won't smoke some money, give me high
  • I gotta test niggas 'cause they testify,
  • But now is f*cked up couldn't find a quest,
  • It's your nigga round the hozzie, throw a hundred above,
  • Know some niggas with some millions, stay on top lonely,
  • The bottom to if you *****es phone it,
  • Suppose to be on top that's what the hood say,
  • I ain't take the short cut .. the hood way,
  • Wish that they could talk, they tell they caught lies,
  • I saw my power ricks, across my heart hope to die.
  • Hook:
  • Ain't no reward for a real nigga, real nigga
  • If everybody trill then where the ***** niggas,
  • If everybody silent where the snitch niggas,
  • Everybody got it what a rich nigga
  • Where my mother f*cking trill nigga?
  • Where my mother f*cking trill nigga?
  • Where my mother f*cking trill nigga?
  • What's the reward for a riding?
  • Everybody real and everybody trill
  • Crap it babe niggas, need to kill bill
  • And promise can't vouch for you, money can't save you
  • It's ***** and your blood niggas, I ain't metting them ..
  • All them G's is .. in club, made it kush undergo,
  • Go DJ, cutting my DJ, play they got it I'm in time take the main stay,
  • You nigga so p**sy, you nigga so late, I'm bout to .. the game,
  • So the niggas see this and he without your chain,
  • And you don't make them rules, see I don't understand,
  • You niggas ain't trill
  • [Hook:]
  • They try to take away a nigga to reconnect,
  • Shit, but I still got my .. connect,
  • Make me work for a month I was a nervous shriek,
  • Ball work from this nigga that's the nervous chick,
  • Everybody sell the butch they must be doctor Suice,
  • I know this guff ass niggas can't be the truth,
  • Until the day they copy ville and she'll be..
  • Put that pistol on your head my money reappear
  • I got some misky bout this rippin' you stole
  • Got my iPhone, skill give my flip on,
  • This chair bullet of .. get this pimp on,
  • Trill talk I made a million off for niggas.
  • [Hook:]
  • Party people in the place let's make no mistake,
  • This the history of faith that I put on the tape,
  • Is for my niggas who's been screaming may be G shit,
  • so I supply then with the same he just street kid
  • it ain't no future in that Porsche you've been running ..
  • With me back at it, niggas realize that your shit was flam
  • I'm f*cking scam, do you niggas think that I've been seen they come?
  • You're scared to busters mother*cker, give me the gun
  • I don't talk, you play me real when you ain't ..
  • Upon the introduction I steal p**sy out the box
  • And ain't no matter how much money homie you say you got,
  • My niggas slide down on your ass, with that pistol loud
  • And you can miss me with that ..talking me mud
  • And shit you out here rapping 'bout I just seen cause
  • I got old niggas, they got more niggas, school to young niggas
  • Where I'm from nigga, is the tree like to live would you die by,
  • You say the wrong words, nigga you can try by,
  • Niggas claim blood, but they ain't seen watch,
  • They ain't pie rule, they ain't seen spot,
  • Where five goose, or it was six ..
  • Cush they cush, they nigga .. smoke,
  • Real thing, get no realer, it's ..

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