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  • [Verse 1: Prince SAMO]
  • Do ya'll niggas bust ya'll guns
  • Nigga you know who you *****ing with?
  • Got a thang thang with an extra clip
  • Run the same game, got an extra *****
  • Now my chain hang, same chain
  • Running trains on your main game
  • This ain't for play play
  • She came through and she came came
  • Come again? You don't see the kind of niggas that I'm runnin' with
  • You don't see them gold chain and the gold frame
  • Gold ring cold cocaine that she up against
  • Six niggas that'll die for this
  • Six niggas that are just too high for this
  • Six niggas with the mac-10 back click-clack boom bow mother*****ers gonna try for this
  • Now tell me something
  • Which one of ya'll niggas need to tell me somethin'?
  • Cause ya'll mother*****ers can't tell me shit
  • Where were you when I was in the cell this summer?
  • Man ***** that
  • Word to me ain't going back
  • Free my nigga Sizzle let your nuts hang and hold your sack
  • I'm trying to get this money cause it's all I see in front of me
  • I'm lettin' out this here because these hoes be loving me
  • And these niggas wanna ***** with that real shit
  • I know real bloods, I know real crips
  • Know bad hoes who will strip
  • I got mad hoes on the real strip
  • Making mad dough for a real pimp
  • I'm hillside till the teeth chip
  • And I'm still on that Queens shit
  • [Hook]
  • You see these *****ing chains?
  • Yeah they hang x2
  • Bass up in the truck
  • Yeah it bangs x2
  • When I step up off the stage
  • I do my thing x2
  • So who the ***** are you to talk, nigga? x4
  • Get your crew and squad up
  • World's Fair what up
  • [Verse 2]
  • This sound triumphant
  • Got me feeling like I *****ing made it
  • Know they stay high from the fuzzy purple, outer space shit
  • [???]
  • We making noise in our city, of course we 'bout it 'bout it
  • *****es wanna crowd around us
  • Cause we rowdy rowdy [?]
  • Face down, ass up she hitting high notes like Mariah
  • Roll my weed up after, to go do as I desire
  • Hit the streets, looking cozy but all my shit's designer
  • With a model *****, she fine as hell, high as hell she love the ganja
  • She love the ganja
  • Got one row for my wallet
  • [Hook]
  • [UNFINISHED]

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