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I spit hot shit, y'all spit trash
Demonstrate mo' heat, inflate cash
Drama in the district, Ray come fast
Affiliated with strippers, back in the past
When I bling bling, they shake ass
Late night dancin in a black drop Jag
Police come by, they get flashed
Cause I'm the type of nigga make the hoes act bad
I got a Benz, make a nigga go act
Chi-town, westside, where toes get tagged
And those hoes look good, but they get dragged
If y'all with me baby, throw a pose for a Dad
4-0 To a 4-point-6
If the niggas still runnin, yo, load mo' clips
Spectacular, Jack and a 4-4 mag
If I'm not in your city, look me up first class
Shake that ass in the club like what
Bounce for me baby, won't you back it up
This year baby, y'all niggas double up
It's do or die, it's do or die
See I'm a hustler, I travel the seven seas for dough
And I'm already platinum nigga, I been across the globe
Who am I? Niggas say ready to die's my motto
Chi-town, Crenshaw, streets of Chicago
Baby shake that ass if you fine like a model
From the East coast to the whole Midwest, to Santiago
We down for the love, and if I had to put it in blood
We down cause we thug, catchin the world like a glove
Uh, cash money, we got the murder ticket
Mo' than life is fast, homie we got to get it 'fore we go
And prepare for these haters, cause they hatin on the low
Uh, money makes the world go round, and I know
We got to put the industry underground 'fore we blow
Like them stick up kids, we kickin in your front do'
Settin bombs off, can't you hear the tickin 'fore we blow
Uh, tick, tick, tick tick, tick tick
Shake that ass in the club like what
Bounce for me baby, won't you back it up
This year baby, y'all niggas double up
It's do or die, it's do or die
I'm obsessed with paper, even if bogusly you catchin vapors
I'm pullin capers, gotta hit, we gon' explode, sport them gators
Shine on them haters, bend the block
And the shit's never over, bark it later
We're platinum, if a nigga on stick up shit I'm gattin em
Hit the club like mackin em, DFP assassins
And ladies in the back and um, when the pimp be taxin em
Wackin em, smackin em for actin um, bogusly, hoishly
Notice me, keep a flow like Jodeci, cold as me never
Cause a nigga be raw than ever, fuck with it
In the club and flawless with it, niggas hate but they must admit it
Be low, zero, steelo, heat em up like gyro
Competition zero, I can rob DeNiro, sell weight like kilos
Pimp C Del Rio and um, make a ho like Candy get sprung
Never take pine, make a bitch walk a thin line
Get a shrug when you wear nine, Cristal wanna entwine
Hit the club smokin doba-nub, much love to the thugs and um
Make em all wanna what? (Bounce, bounce, all want to bounce)
Shake that ass in the club like what
Bounce for me baby, won't you back it up
This year baby, y'all niggas double up
It's do or die, it's do or die





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