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(Kid Hazel, you killed this) Gotta watch these niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are 'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star My nigga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc My other nigga got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR Used to be an average joe but now I fuck the baddest broads Turned up on these niggas, I don't see me ever falling off I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods Catch an opp slipping, knock him out his tennis Down to catch a case, tryna get ahead of business Clean the block with the mop, I ain't leaving no witness Claiming he a bitch, show up in a nigga kitchen Dior on me got me feeling blessed like a Christian Came from shit and made millions Ran it up fresh out of prison I'm a gift to the game, no riddle Fuck your handout, I ain't tripping Got his bitch with me, I'm pimping Glock on me got a nigga limping Glock on me, you could go missing Cartier on my vision Shitting on you niggas like a pigeon She fucking with you, she a duck, quack Letras de cancionesI took her from you with a big sack When I took her from you, can't get back You niggas broke as fuck, need to fix that Yeah, you gotta watch your bitch plus you gotta watch your dawgs too Just 'cause he say he real, that don't mean he ain't flawed too Just 'cause he tote a steel, that don't mean he'll pop you Only riding with the ones that I know gonna drop you Wanna be a hot boy, well, I got hot shells I'll slap you with this pistol, don't kiss and tell Niggas going police tryna send you to jail Niggas really hurt, you ain't in no cell Gotta watch these niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are 'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star My nigga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc My other nigga got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR Used to be an average joe but now I fuck the baddest broads Turned up on these niggas, I don't see me ever falling off I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods Real shit, I don't gotta act hard Know niggas throw hands in the backyard No glove, no wraps or a mouthguard You can swipe all day, but I pull cards What I'm saying is I never had to do fraud When the old girl working 'bout two jobs When the old boy applied for a new job So I guess that I'm blessed by the true God See, back in the day, I would hop in the Lexus, just me and my manager hoping it start Here in the present, I'm stacking my scrilla all off of the shit that I said from my heart Haters get mad when they see that you the big dawg, but they won't bite and I bet they don't bark Mad over hoes, you a motherfucking simp, son, your niggas Maggie and Lisa and Bart I watch 'em all try to ether me, just because they cannot eat with me I read the bible, I know 'bout betrayal, I get reminded by a Jesus piece Perfect match, put my soul on beats, my brother with me, he gon' hold the heat Doing things I supposed to do, to be that nigga I supposed to be Zel Gotta watch these niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are 'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star My nigga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc My other nigga got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR Used to be an average joe but now I fuck the baddest broads Turned up on these niggas, I don't see me ever falling off I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods From Letras Mania