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Yeah, I told 'emI told 'em if it's a problem, say it's a problemI told you off the top that I was solidI told you we get money, 'bout to peel outI told you half of these niggas with me win nowMy left and right hand Robert HorryPlus my nigga pop Xans unemployedI can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroidsI tried to tell you when I came, it was GodI'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's AjaxSippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste thatHundred percent chance I done doped up and laced thatChillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them20 different strippers, money double, tripleStarted off slizzered, they callin' me The WizardValet got that Porsche, Casino got that PorscheKillers all I know, feel 'em up with the doughYou know I'm on that syrup, about to send the wordDo niggas really argue? who gon' shoot you firstFatface wanna do you, Blade wanna do youThis bitch from Guyana, layin' low with that hammerTry not to fuck her on cameraI pray that my young nigga don't kill you on cameraYou come too close, nigga, I'ma have to kill you on cameraI hate to discuss itIf Bubba don't trust you, nigga, you know I don't trust youMy left and right hand Robert HorryPlus my nigga pop Xans unemployedI can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroidsI tried to tell you when I came, it was GodI'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's AjaxSippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste thatHundred percent chance I done doped up and laced thatChillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace themHeater on your side, it's a hundred percent chanceSome of these people by my side is straight up out the canWe come from the bottom, upper echelonI came here to serve you, need some cash on deliveryI just hope she washed her mouth out before you kiss herMy downtown bitch said, "Did you heard me? "I think she stays five minutes from BirdmanI had an Arizona plug, used to serve meI throwed that money in the bag cause it was dirtyHe got that chopper on him now and he hurtin'I know he 'bout to let it go and that's for certainI know he 'bout to let it go and that's for sureMy left and right hand Robert HorryPlus my nigga pop Xans unemployedI can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroidsI tried to tell you when I came, it was God(I tried to tell you)I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's AjaxSippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste thatHundred percent chance I done doped up and laced thatChillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace themTold 'em if it's a problem, say it's a problemI told you off the top that I was solidI told you we get money, 'bout to peel outI told you half of these niggas with me win nowMy left and right hand Robert HorryMy left and right hand Robert HorryPlus my nigga pop Xans unemployedI tried to tell you when I came, it was God
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