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Don′t
run
up
on
me
with
that
touchy
feely
I
don't
play
that
shit
If
you
the
DJ
and
I
give
you
a
record
to
play
you
gotta
play
that
shit
Got
something
to
say
about
Rodo
Don′t
bite
your
tongue
let
nigga
stay
that
shit
You
smile
at
my
face
but
you
talk
about
me
like
a
dog
Nigga
really
hate
that
shit
Haters
looking
for
me
they
been
asking
round
They
want
the
palm
back
it
to
roll
my
casket
down
I
used
to
really
put
real
money
one
my
head
But
I
got
a
credit
card
I
really
do
it
with
the
plastic
now
I'm
the
king
of
Houston
Texas
been
had
the
crown
Tell
the
mother
fellows
they
can
sit
their
asses
down
I
know
they
fake
but
they
ain't
gotta
stay
fake
They
can
learn
to
be
real
I′m
teaching
classes
now
Call
me
professor
Ro
I′m
a
real
go
get
in
No
matter
what
I'm
doing
i′ma
go
get
the
dope
So
far
from
the
hood
she
gon
have
to
find
a
ride
I'm
not
a
Über
bitch
I
wont
go
get
a
hoe
Hoe
hope
a
Girl
Scout
cooking
right
in
front
of
my
face
Ain′t
even
go
smoke
with
my
bro
Fuck
fuck
that
nigga
he
don't
even
know
I
know
He
was
butt
naked
trying
to
do
coke
with
my
hoe
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My
money
right
to
much
money
left
Bad
bitch
tryna
figure
out
why
she
ain′t
got
a
call
from
me
yet
20
thousand
dollars
worth
of
alcohol
Kush
that's
how
crazy
my
moneys
get
Got
20
nigga
bitches
in
the
boo
hot
then
Like
it
fuck
it
my
phone
and
my
money
went
Represent
most
cities
till
I
can't
no
more
I′ma
keep
drinking
till
there
ain′t
no
more
All
i
do
is
make
deposit
after
deposit
My
haters
ain't
going
to
the
bank
no
more
I
don′t
wanna
be
in
a
holy
tank
no
more
How
I
did
that
shit
I
can't
take
no
more
Look
if
I′m
in
prison
with
you
that
would
mean
that
I
can't
get
no
pussy
I
put
my
money
in
safe
no
more
I
know
these
haters
wanna
see
me
fall
but
I
ain′t
let
the
haters
see
that
If
they
hit
me
so
bad
then
why
every
time
I
turn
around
They
wanna
be
what
I
be
at
I
be
haunted
by
the
ill
direction
I
give
a
hater
every
reason
to
be
mad
Even
my
ex
bitch
wanna
be
my
next
bitch
Bitch
please
you
will
never
get
me
back
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1 Owe You Niggaz Shit
2 Never Been a Ho
3 So Houston (feat. Lil Keke & Big Baby Flava)
4 My City
5 Smoke Some Weed
6 Wanna C Me Fall
7 Still a Player
8 I'm the Shit (feat. Jhonni Blaze)
9 You Would Too
10 I Don't Fucc with You
11 Run This Town
12 Stay Down
13 You Ain't Gotta Worry
14 Hold Up Bitch
15 Better Days (feat. Lil Flea)
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