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I'm sippin' Act I'm sippin' Act
This shit here worth more than cocaine
Come get your hoe I got your hoe
She say she wanna hang with the gang
I wanna Bentley I want a rarri
Wanna buy my bitch A ring
Yeah I'm fresh up out the trap
But bitch I'm dressed in Balmain
You Niggas Know I Rep That Murda
Terrorisin' Like Hussein
And my niggas juggin', servin'
Bouldercrest To Oakland Lane
Trappin' hard I'm trappin' Hard
My Money taller than Jermaine
Them Young ni*** ready to roll Yea
Give A F*** about yo stain
I Hit Yo Hoe For About An Hour
Took a shower then I changed
And I gave her A few hundred
Cause I didn't have no change
I spent a 20 on a Rollie
With no diamonds it was plain
No The Feds Investigating
But I'm Stiffer Than A Manne

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Countin' All These Digits
I Gave That Hoe A Cross
Since She Wanna Act Like A Pigeon
Bitch I'm 21 Savage
All My Cases Get Dismisses
Ridin' With Yo Baby Moma
She Gonna Blow Me Like A Whistle
I Pulled Up On Yo Bitch
She Sucked My Pickle For A Nickle
I Still Don't Trust These Bitches
So I Hit Her With My Pistol
You Know Slaughter Gang With Me
Put Some Shots Inside Your Temple
Still That Same Young Nigga
Come Through Bustin' Like A Pimple
I'm Pourin' Syrup In My Double Cup
She Asked To Hit My Cup
Told That Bitch She Hit My Double Cup
She Gotta Let Me F***
I Dont Give A F***
Still Runnin' Off With Niggas Bucks
Jump Out The Cut
With The Forty Tucked Niggas Better Duck
Hundred Rounds From Out That Choppa'
Ambulance Gonna Pick Him Up
Nigga Miss Me With That Rap Shit
I'll Still Hit You Up
That's On My Momma
I Was Robbin I Was Takin' I Was Young
I Swear To God A 50 Slab Of
Summer Mid That Was My Bond

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