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(Featuring Tupac) [Intro] Don’t know my style Yea, wut up homie? Big Wayne on the track nigga [Hook] Niggas don’t know my style Bitches made that, niggas don’t know my style Niggas don’t know my style Juvenile was a problem child Niggas don’t know my style Juvenile was a problem child Knew the course but the force was wild Bitches made that, niggas don’t know my style [Verse1] Again to see find your folds In a room full of niggas, tryna hot your hose Getting high off Buddha cuz the trunk is slow I keep my mind on dough, you never find me close Booty and we been livin’ life like a dream And they all to the beat, keep the niggas off of me I can’t sleep, nothing in these wicked times repeat Niggas after me cuz they see I’m stackin’ cheese Letras de cancionesYou can halla if you want to Please, I ain’t runnin’ with no punks to beat Enemies and my rangers on Live in the danger zone, my fucking game’s gone You suckaz better find your mind I’ve got mine from hustling and busting the rhymes To my niggas in the hood and down the rykers ave Stay wild but a nigga got a huge style [Hook] Niggas don’t know my style Bitches made that, niggas don’t know my style Niggas don’t know my style Juvenile was a problem child Niggas don’t know my style Juvenile was a problem child Knew the course but the force was wild Bitches made that, niggas don’t know my style [Verse 2] Getting that lean in the Cayman, thinking ‘bout my cannon Mind of a maniac so I stay looking for fiber FED tryna take my soul, sometimes don’t know which way to go Niggas snatched up COs, got nothing to share, them kids blow So I drive my get, drive a bitch I shoot – the get the leave on 50 CDs like kids from backroom to Dita Well how they pull in the key? Street smarts, no GED The hood relate to me, lot of me tell me to PAC Double slam, push in the air Low key and my rental car Get me to trap, thing on my lap Face to face to my phone tab Bang 2 with a CTS Hood hood I was getting cheddar Rap my ass off but I’mma keep it real, I cook better Get too low 200 months, and we smoke 200 punts I wiff a rap I be indited that’s why bitches don’t like me Still that same old track pull Puff puff pass in the backboard Some find this back board Let’s get this running, VAC [Hook] Niggas don’t know my style Bitches made that, niggas don’t know my style Niggas don’t know my style Juvenile was a problem child Niggas don’t know my style Juvenile was a problem child Knew the course but the force was wild Bitches made that, niggas don’t know my style [Outro] Don’t know my style Wuddup Big Homie? Man I really appreciate it Big Wayne on the track nigga From Letras Mania