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Talking
'bout
you
popping
tags,
nigga
you
ain't
bought
shit
Talking
bout
a
hunned
bottles,
nigga
you
ain't
popped
shit
All
you
talk
nana
clips,
nigga
you
ain't
shot
shit
Spending
money
on
these
hoes,
nigga
you
ain't
fuck
shit
Talking
'bout
you
popping
tags,
nigga
you
ain't
bought
shit
Talking
bout
a
hunned
bottles,
nigga
you
ain't
popped
shit
All
you
talk
nana
clips,
nigga
you
ain't
shot
shit
Spending
money
on
these
hoes,
nigga
you
ain't
fuck
shit
Shit
Shit
Bought
the
ho
a
hunned
pair
of
red
bottoms
Thats
a
quarter
milly
on
a
hand
job
nigga
Blllll
stick'em
fuck
you
and
every
nigga
came
witcha
Gone
put
a
nigga
on
a
picture
Gone
put
a
nigga
on
a
t-shirt
Back
in
the
day
when
a
nigga
sell
dope
I'mma
slap
your
daddy
allofdem
put'em
in
a
hole
Glock
40
whooo
My
ambitions
as
a
rider
Sipping
on
lean
getting
higher
Nigga
im
a
codein
buyer
No
you
ain't
no
foreign
whip
driver
Shoutout
to
the
shooters
and
the
shooters
only
You
never
walk
around
with
alot
of
money
Bundles
falling
all
out
your
pocket
When
you
hit'em
in
the
head
can
you
keep
a
solid
Bulletproof
whip
we'll
blow
it
up
Like
some
raw
uncut
don't
blow
it
up
Represent
your
gang
nigga
throw
it
up
I
don't
give
a
fuck
where
you
at
nigga
throw
it
up
Talking
'bout
you
popping
tags,
nigga
you
ain't
bought
shit
Talking
bout
a
hunned
bottles,
nigga
you
ain't
popped
shit
All
you
talk
nana
clips,
nigga
you
ain't
shot
shit
Spending
money
on
these
hoes,
nigga
you
ain't
fuck
shit
Talking
'bout
you
popping
tags,
nigga
you
ain't
bought
shit
Talking
bout
a
hunned
bottles,
nigga
you
ain't
popped
shit
All
you
talk
nana
clips,
nigga
you
ain't
shot
shit
Spending
money
on
these
hoes,
nigga
you
ain't
fuck
shit
Shit
Shit
Catch
a
nigga
slipping
at
the
red
light
With
ya
AK,
let
me
see
you
shoot
it
You're
a
goon,
you're
a
goon,
you're
a
goon,
you're
a
goon
Nigga
let
me
see
you
prove
it
Presidential
rollie
and
its
glidin'
Love
a
nigga
wrist
when
its
shinin'
Hate
a
nigga
wrist
when
its
blingin'
So
I
went
and
added
more
diamonds
Hot
boy
nigga,
BG
Thats
the
way
these
young
niggas
eat
Drinking
on
syrup
can't
sleep
Keep
a
couple
standing
with
ya
partner
Blockbuster
niggas
running
around
with
real
choppers
Nigga
what's
the
color
of
them
bottles,
they
ain't
gold
Now
you
moving
round
with
ya
ho
You
ain't
even
sticking
to
the
code
Pimps
up,
pimps
up,
hoes
down,
hoes
down
A
pool
full
of
money
and
I'm
'bout
to
drown
I'mma
fool
on
the
corner
with
that
Bobby
Brown
Button
up
suits
at
the
Grammy's
Had
to
turn
it
up
for
the
family
Yes
I'm
a
freebandz
bandit
Talking
'bout
you
popping
tags,
nigga
you
ain't
bought
shit
Talking
bout
a
hunned
bottles,
nigga
you
ain't
popped
shit
All
you
talk
nana
clips,
nigga
you
ain't
shot
shit
Spending
money
on
these
hoes,
nigga
you
ain't
fuck
shit
Talking
'bout
you
popping
tags,
nigga
you
ain't
bought
shit
Talking
bout
a
hunned
bottles,
nigga
you
ain't
popped
shit
All
you
talk
nana
clips,
nigga
you
ain't
shot
shit
Spending
money
on
these
hoes,
nigga
you
ain't
fuck
shit
Shit
Shit
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