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Did you warm up my apple juice? Thank you? Like here we go again... I'm back, gotta put my city on the map Had to get my bro out the trap Shows getting packed like here we go again Let's ride, everybody want a hundred on the side Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye Here we go again Here we go again I'm done playing this is it Really feeling blessed God gave me a gift Yeah that's my side check but she faithful and shit 3's up, V's up and I ain't gonna quit Had her on her knees giving thanks to the dick Fell in love quick, put my name on her tit Gang in this bitch, flame as it gets When we talking about greats put my name in the mix Feed me a beat Imma mangle the shit Insides blue like I strangled the whip Do anything for a shirt and a pic F.O.D. know you heard of the clique We're all authentic every word is legit See you going fast but you swerving and shit Niggas peewee league better learn how to hit Letras de cancionesSelf made nigga yeah I earned every bit (quit) Can you stop with the pop shots? Got guap in our socks now we top notch I get this bitch jumping like hopscotch Taking anybody here for the top spot Nigga you don't want no smoke, like a nigga who don't smoke that be sitting there quiet in a hotbox Better watch for the shot clock 3's up why lie? Now here we go again I'm back, gotta put my city on the map Had to get my bro out the trap Shows getting packed like here we go again Let's ride, everybody want a hundred on the side Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye Here we go again Here we go again I been this way for so long I swear to God I ain't changing I'm just thanking God that we made it Don't come up short on my payments That's dangerous, I'm living life that can't tame me No favours, no favours Like here we go again Here we go again Imma pull up on em in a brand new Benz Day 1 homies ain't no new friends Hella bars in the car we don't do this for pretend Regardless heartless if they cross me Always came the hardest watch em they my offsring Often been the target, the wall my back was up on it You broad wanna back up on it I'm guarded momma you lost me I don't play games with it, Independent hall of fame with it, with my name written You ain't bang with us, you a fake you stay kidding You say you wanna see me when I'm out but you stay hidden I don't stray with it you play pimping I'm balling 6 figure cheques still on the desk in my office 6 minute best I'm growing it's time to harvest Smarter with the talking you think that I went to Harvard Coffins I'm filling em, feeling like I need Ritalin Drilling em off adrenaline, someone gonna need to reel em in Riddle written with synonyms, venomous as Futuristic is iller then competition I'm in it to get the benjamins Give it to all my niggas and take a trip with all my women Genuine since the beginning, vision is what I'm living in Woah that boy cold Imma pass it to my nigga like... Now here we go again I'm back, gotta put my city on the map Had to get my bro out the trap Shows getting packed like here we go again Let's ride, everybody want a hundred on the side Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye Here we go again Here we go again I been this way for so long I swear to God I ain't changing I'm just thanking God that we made it Don't come up short on my payments That's dangerous, I'm living life that can't tame me No favours, no favours Like here we go again Niggas sale papers just to put dick in a slut Terminater guns should of lift up a truck Squares in a circle can't kick it with us We in this bitch got it lit like cigarette butts Unorthodox can't put me in a box A-town nigga till they put me in a box I'm flexing on em tell em put me in the drop My diamonds two step bank account milly rock Trap niggas at the Met Galla Mac-11 watch the head splatter Put em in the ocean with the red snappers Guillotine Benton I behead rappers Hopping out the foreign like [?] Gangster bitch serving niggas soccer Hating as nigga get a hobby Gang of bad bitches give me sloppy Popping tags threw a tag at a body French to death toe tag on my body Kamikaze hitman Luca Brasi Bullet holes in your mans new Ferarri My side bitch let me fuck and her friends If you ain't fam nigga then it's fuck you and your friends God in this bitch the whole city going in Got the motherfucker jumping like... Now here we go again I'm back, gotta put my city on the map Had to get my bro out the trap Shows getting packed like here we go again Let's ride, everybody want a hundred on the side Niggas know I die for my squad, eye for an eye Here we go again Here we go again I been this way for so long I swear to God I ain't changing I'm just thanking God that we made it Don't come up short on my payments That's dangerous, I'm living life that can't tame me No favours, no favours Like here we go again From Letras Mania