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da mafia 6ix - why must i sweat da track lyrics

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[dj paul talking]

[hook: dj paul]
i say why must i, why must i, why must i sweat da track?
cause i got green, i got pills, syrup, and i get some crack
and i got cone on my phone on a plane comin’ to me
with that bag of that cash, ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with me

[verse 1: crunchy black]
standin’ on the track, tryin’ to get the paper
babe in these shoes hoes catch a vapor
ten toes down on you motherf+cking haters
bout to pour up me a motherf+cking (?)
roll me a blunt, pullin’ me a stunt
looking for them junkies tryin’ to give ’em what they want
see i got crack and i got pills
and i got powder and i got deals around here

[verse 2: dj paul]
catch me out here on my new track sh+t
no mo’ corners, i’m in these white clubs ya snitch
i be the first to admit i ain’t no role model
but i keep that white girl, these white girls are like super models
in that bathroom, blowin’ lines, blowin’ time
gettin bl+wj+bs the whole times, blowin’ minds
i switched the track up for better, i’m in some better places
bringin’ blow money, said it to these puppy dog faces

[hook: dj paul]
i say why must i, why must i, why must i sweat da track?
cause i got green, i got pills, syrup, and i get some crack
and i got cone on my phone on a plane comin’ to me
with that bag of that cash, ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with me

[verse 3: koopsta knicca]
i’m a (?) raised, made it out the projects
thirty one, lost none, never used (?)
… that’s bullsh+t
n+ggas (?) while i’m locked up in this b+tch
(?) i’m thinkin’ that they gonna kick the door in
but they never did, i’m all alone like legend
i put this on god, i don’t f+cks with ’em no mo’
housed ’em on the fourth floor
koopsta ain’t no d+mn hoe

[hook: dj paul]
i say why must i, why must i, why must i sweat da track?
cause i got green, i got pills, syrup, and i get some crack
and i got cone on my phone on a plane comin’ to me
with that bag of that cash, ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with me

[verse 4: fiend]
i hear you gangsta, but that’s not true
on the block

[hook: dj paul]
i say why must i, why must i, why must i sweat da track?
cause i got green, i got pills, syrup, and i get some crack
and i got cone on my phone on a plane comin’ to me
with that bag of that cash, ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with me



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