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shout out to my motherf-cking self
ya heardz?
i’m talking bout these b-tches
these hoes
these play -ss n-gg-z
?

(mannie)
i ain’t the one
that get your tune up and you all done, b-tch
i’m looking nothing like your momma, son
you get me messed up
guess what? i ain’t him
get up and pick your sh-t up
and go with him
nothing, nada, nathanial
i can’t stand you
can you leave
f-cked up weed
please can you
leave my sh-t
stanky -ss b-tch
f-ck your -ss ho
a n-gg- still rich
my lawyer stay down
lay down
and play the playground
you joke -ss, broke -ss
ran out of smoke -ss
gay -ss, oh
b-tch touch the wall
old sissy -ss wannabe
missy -ss y’all
some of these n-gg-z are b-tches too
look at yourself
it could be you
but that’s the way they do it bro
i always knew that though
n-gg- had gays in his ways
cos he walk with a
switch, twitch
funny looking b-tch
n-body likes you
fake -ss snitch
you need more people
we don’t believe you
f-ck you in your -ss
you can never be my equal

(woman/mannie)

(baby)
i ain’t the one
to get played like a pool party
trick money
get nothing b-tch
get the f-ck
give me something for my money, ma
you know the score
long d-ck, big pimps
got to get more
get dough, off tha dro
with the cash flow
laid low
fo’ deep on the indo
?
that’s how we roll
ay yo how we roll on them 24’s
on tha block
with the rocks, with the calico
new whip, new shoes on the benzo
new? kick? drop bricks in the 6 4
new lift, got chicks and they all know

how we ride
how we slide
how we get inside
how we hustle
how we grind
til the day we die
how we muscle
how we tussle
it’s the way of life
you don’t see my struggle
all you see is f-ckin?

(mannie)
no keys
no cheese
no benz
no nut’in
get up get out
get the f-ck and stop frontin
get on
before we spit on
your whole whack crew
y’all n-gg-z
do what you do

no keys
no cheese
no benz
no nut’in
get up get out
get the f-ck and stop frontin
get on
before we spit on
your whole whack crew
y’all n-gg-z
do what you do

(baby)
i ain’t the one
to get cracked at a dice game
roll seven hit eleven
get your money, man
get together pluck a feather
wear your gold chain
og young n-gg-
let me do my thing
came through in the rolls with the full frame
zaratoga and? with the dope game
early 70’s
the block? had a name
grey haired mr johnny is a pimp thing

(mannie)
i ain’t the one
p-ss me off
and i’m a get the gun
clear this motherf-cker out
and make them all run
they shoot
too late to look
blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka, bla
? 7 wall hard head?
kill them all
i want them dead
watch your mouth
it’s a drought
and they all afraid
the feds got? flicks?
of all your clicks
they confiscating cars and they locking up chicks

(mannie)
no keys
no cheese
no benz
no nut’in
get up get out
get the f-ck and stop frontin
get on
before we spit on
your whole whack crew
y’all n-gg-z
do what you do

no keys
no cheese
no benz
no nut’in
get up get out
get the f-ck and stop frontin
get on
before we spit on
your whole whack crew
y’all n-gg-z
do what you do

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