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[Verse 1] First off, how you gon` come off All this rap shit, get done off Man listen this a passionate mind I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme Wet dat, dead dat, cash on the line In an orderly fashion in the back`a the line Can`t talk now, I got cash on tha mind Bitches and dolla signs dance in they mind I love dat doe, but yall niggas love dat flow Man I don`t love dat hoe All I see is cash flow Brains an occasional ass hole What I need is a, whole lotta money involved I might run into Rob and run in ya job Real cats take chances Then I make ya +head spin+ like +break dancers+
[Chorus] My niggas in the front don`t front My niggas in the back, where you at My niggas on the side, bout to slide My niggas in the middle we rock just a little Then we ride, the ride
My bitches in the front don`t front My bitches in the back, where you at My bitches on the side, bout to slide My bitches in the middle we rock just a little Then we ride, the ride
[Verse 2] If raps don`t work, need ta put some in I hear yall knockin` but ya can`t come in Said I`d get cha, wrote the scripture Chick roastin like motion picture Have you any idea, how many nice MC`s And how many I feared - None Just trust me son, I do what must be done And I just begun, I let em- Count sheep, rock em to sleep Got me, cocking the heat, poppin a Jeep Let`s go, Expo top of the line Exo, Yes ho, hoppin in mine, I got a- Big Bad Boy you could meet Men use beef and its all you can eat, I be the- Dep with a G in the front Front, fuck around and be in a trunk
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[Verse 3] Ain`t no games if you`re curious B Can`t be serious G, seriously, I`m out ta- Put a big hole in the joint Like I, sold her the joint, told her to point, its like- Mind over matter with this Mad Hatter with this, battle with this Like a +sentence+, it just +run-on+ I`m pro and you a princess, come on Yall ain`t ready, ain`t crazy and ya name ain`t Eddie And ya aim ain`t steady Dream big boy but ya chain ain`t heavy Brain ain`t ready, my game ain`t petty Must be stupid or somethin` Thinkin` this all love like Cupid or somethin` Live from the 2-1-2 One question: What you gon` do?
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