la.breadwinner - that part lyrics
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i put that sh-t on my gang i am not for the games yea and i really let my nuts hang n-gg- we are nothing the same yea makin money everyday g world to the grave farogamo on my buckle getting on that work off the muscle the conner store where we hustle keep a few racks in the duffle shooting wit slinctors and muzzles yea yea yea i got that drip b-tch i’m sauced up right with the gang so we bossed up get outta line and get toss up my n-gg- shoot 5 ain’t no lost love
money power and respect b-tch sh-t a n-gg- ran off with a check yea i put that on gang hoe we really do this sh-t to the death real n-gg-s i only f-ck with that fake sh-t get left finesse breadwinner and whyque get this poppin like f-ck u
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