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akon and b. i.g. yeah

n-gg-s talkin’ it but ain’t livin’ it
cristyle pop i’m sippin’ it, mob hats and lizard sh-t
gator chunks b-tch, rollin’ blunts with the w-llyist of the willie
hitch link cop, m1’s and 9-milli’s, stories like a motherf-cker

model b-tch is wonderin’ if i’ma f-ck with her
she knows i treat my b-tches like gavana
dolce and gabbana drippin’, big poppa never slippin’
h-cl-ss diamond, shinin’, dinner with wifey whinin’, dinin’

smokin’ cigars and bogatar with columbian n-gg-‘s
named panama and enrique and sh-t, games we play, life endin’
b-tches bendin’ over with ease for a pair of moschino jeans

donna karan tank-top i got your bank stock, say who’s on top?
benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from duplex to mansion
stashin’ keys, hidin’ g’s over seas, vcr’s in my veins
game elevates, money i make into stocks and real estate, b-tch
jet-skiing in the caribbean, white sand, discussin’ plans with my man

dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
and a system that leave my rear views trembling
whatchu gonna do when poppa catch ya att-tude
drop to your knees and show grat-tude
kiss my ring, it’s a frank white thing
i stay potent, b-tches devoted, take my d-ck and deep throat it

eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
lookin’ for this hour gl-ss of time
tryna find my purpose on this grand design

is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6’s on the streets they shootin’
is there any money out there for me?
you just listen to this hustler’s story

picture me, a product of the zone three
scareless, don’t know what i am supposed to be
sh-t ’cause, money never came to me
when sh-t shout, i suffered unshamelessly

the lord humble n-gg-‘s especially if they act like
they too big for they draws when they stacks right
think i’m bullsh-ttin’ a buncha n-gg-s back like
right back home hungry, they stacks gone they forget price

i know a n-gg- sold his soul for a nickel rock
i know some hoe’s for some dro you can hit the c-ck
i know a n-gg- workin’ 9-5 been on it
fifteen years ain’t got a car to drive

i know some n-gg-s wanna act hard flicks b-tch
fake jack boys, can’t rob, get k!lled
got kinfolk back yard big whips
that’s got to lift my homeboys this year

eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
lookin’ for this hour gl-ss of time
tryna find my purpose on this grand design

is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6’s on the streets they shootin’
is there any money out there for me?
you just listen to this hustler’s story

akon, while b.i.g. is sittin’ up with enrique
i’m on the coastline politician’ with jose
we got the birds flyin’ in the coupe all day
tryin’ to find a new way to smuggle in pure yay

we ’bout our business, ain’t no small time thiefs
if you ain’t growing the caine then we ain’t gonna meet
see, i am the one to call when things get deep
and my africans will put your main man to sleep

now, in mexico far from the block
tryin’ to figure out how many glocks to a box
now, sellin’ arms is what has rocks in my socks
if you can show me the money, here’s the keys to the lock

now, yeah, you know the streets is my territory
ain’t scared of nothing, let you fear it for me
yeah, whether win, lose or draw
believe the death is waiting for all

eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
lookin’ for this hour gl-ss of time
tryna find my purpose on this grand design

is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6’s on the streets they shootin’
is there any money out there for me?
you just listen to this hustler’s story

n-gg-‘s is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands
make a break for it, get away from it
that was the plan but

the whole time i’ve been plotting on this man
caught him slipping and sleepin’
i hit his -ss with the cane
here’s something that you can’t understand
how can one be so cold and sn-tch a n-gg- so down

i am on some get back sh-t, there comes a time
in every mans mind when he’s deeper than dollar signs
i been on the grind, got homies doing time
behind n-gg-s actin’ like b-tches and b-tches droppin’ dimes

duckin’ and dockin’, p-ssy’s is red wise
n-gg-s is been telling no, there ain’t no way that it slimmed
but nothin’, we gotta ride and and we gotta die
so you catch up to his -ss before i catch up, give him mine
but that’s one thing the real n-gg- here despise
i’m a 5k one k!ller, i’ve set his -ss on fire

eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine
lookin’ for this hour gl-ss of time
tryna find my purpose on this grand design

is there anybody out there living
4, 5, 6’s on the streets they shootin’
is there any money out there for me?
you just listen to this hustler’s story

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