Текст песни
If
them
racks
on
me
Then
lil
nigga
im
a
show
it
Got
that
gas
In
rotation
Then
nigga
keep
it
moving
They
be
Knowing
my
words
Word
for
word
like
I'm
a
poet
Fuc
around
let
me
Inside
this
party
Im
a
blow
it
Im
a
blow
it
Gotta
get
to
the
cash
playaa
run
it
up
Im
a
blow
it
Who
you
really
calling
on
if
you
Ain't
got
enough
I'm
a
blow
it
Give
a
fuck
bout
bout
that
hoe
shit
See
I'm
owning
up
Im
a
blow
it
Ain't
nobody
nice
as
me
bet
im
a
fuck
It
up
Im
a
blow
it
Where
I'm
from
They
show
love
Okay
Fuck
what
you
say
I
am
not
believing
Fuck
with
this
baddie
She
say
that
she
love
me
Ah
fool
My
heart
only
good
for
a
season
Finesse
and
progress
on
the
daily
Too
many
shady
So
ima
get
in
and
get
out
My
brother
the
plug
for
real
Now
watch
how
this
player
work
out
Niggas
not
talking
about
nothing
We
are
all
pressure
And
I
don't
fuck
with
too
many
Stay
to
myself
and
I
chase
me
a
bag
I
don't
rock
designer
Payola
on
plenty
Smoke
in
the
mirror
So
never
changing
my
ways
I
hardly
do
get
any
sleep
Say
that
you
bout
it
Well
handle
your
business
My
time
is
a
fee
And
that
talking
is
cheap
Like
a
slurr
At
the
end
of
my
words
My
chick
so
sadity
no
perms
You
will
get
hurt
No
we
don't
not
take
turns
My
temper
will
blow
and
you
burnt
Being
selfish
the
only
way
to
stack
up
And
I
spin
that
wheel
like
a
fair
Pull
up
to
yo
crib
and
post
up
Till
you
there
Step
real
big
kick
Nigga
im
blowing
By
stairs
Beware
If
them
racks
on
me
Then
lil
nigga
im
a
show
it
Got
that
gas
In
rotation
Then
nigga
keep
it
moving
They
be
Knowing
my
words
Word
for
word
like
I'm
a
poet
Fuc
around
let
me
Inside
this
party
Im
a
blow
it
Im
a
blow
it
Gotta
get
to
the
cash
playaa
run
it
up
Im
a
blow
it
Who
you
really
calling
on
if
you
Ain't
got
enough
I'm
a
blow
it
Give
a
fuck
bout
bout
that
hoe
shit
See
I'm
owning
up
Im
a
blow
it
Ain't
nobody
nice
as
me
bet
im
a
fuck
It
up
Im
a
blow
it
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