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This here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitWow, niggas been crampin' my styleBlowin' my high, they want a replyThe number one question is how?How does it feel now that you on?How much you worth? How big is your home?How come you won't get a few features?I think you should? How 'bout I don't?How 'bout you just get the fuck off my dick?How 'bout you listen and never forget?Only gon' say this one time, then I'll dipNiggas ain't worthy to be on my shitHaven't you heard? I'm as cold as the tipTip of the iceberg that tipped the TitanicNo tip-toein' around it, my shit is giganticAs big as the fuckin' Atlantic, I'm lit, bitchThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitHow I grew up, only few would've loved'Member I got my first view of the bloodI'm hangin' out and they shoot up the clubMy homie got pharmaceutical plugI smoke the drug and it run through my veinI think it's workin', it's numbin' the painDon't give no fuck and I'm somewhat insaneDon't give no fuck and I'm somewhat insaneYeah, at this shit daily, sipped so much ActavisI convinced Actavis that they should pay meIf practice made perfect, I'm practice's babyIf practice made perfect, I'm practice's babyPlatinum wrist ridin' in back like Miss DaisyPlatinum disc and I own masters, bitch, pay meY'all niggas trappin' so lacksiyal daisyMy nigga sell crack like it's back in the '80sKnow a young nigga, he acting'so crazyHe serve a few packs and he jack a MercedesHe shoot at the police, he clap at old ladiesHe don't give a fuck if them crackers gon' hang himBitches been askin': Where have you done lately?I stacked a few M's like my last name was ShadyMy life is too crazy, no actor could play meMy life is too crazy, no actor could play meThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitThis here's what you call a flip, ten keys from a quarter brickBentley from his mama's whip, K. O. D., he hard as shitPower, greedMoney, Molly, weedPercs, Xannys, lean, fameAnd the strongest drug of them allAnd the strongest drug of them allLove
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