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All my niggers caked up x 7We, we only raise till (blokes?)Hey you, over thereBite my style but I don't careMy style's so fresh, its so unfairYou could never compete with the clothes I wearI set the trends, I'll say it clearMe and Manner, we staying hereAs the freshest niggers in the stratosphereThat's why our names are always in your earCause we so fresh, so fresh to deathWhen you see us just catch your breathCause we make people gasp for airIf you ain't us, step to the leftRed carpet treatment all the timeAt Burger King we cut the line'Gotta pay for this?' 'No sir, It's fine'That's what we hearing all the timeHey there's mister me 2Yeah nigger, I see youBut you ain't got, what I got Cause my shit's really see-throughYour shit is foogazyLetras de cancionesJust stop ballin' crazyJust get harder on yo grindDon't wear this shit, they pay meAll my niggers caked up x 7We, we only wait for bucksYeah me and Manner going straight to the clubNow we ain't riding clean, now we skate to the clubNiggers wanna see us so they wait at the clubThey ain't 21 so they bring a fake to the clubAnd its hilarious how we just chillGo to the club start acting illDo anything we want at willCause we don't care how you feelWe go nuts up in the placeDo the robot in your faceDo the robot on your girlDo the robot through the whole damn placeCause we roll wild in every placeYou don't like it, here comes the maceNot cool enough to do what it takesClub etiquette, such a disgraceWell, what are you gonna doWhen we're making fun of youCause you had to dress up and wear those shoesJust to get up in the club and loseYour girl to me, cause I'm so flyGet in the club, don't have to tryV.I.P. don't need to whineMan, you wanna be that guyAll my niggers caked up x 7We, we only wait for bucksTreating niggers is what I doI treat niggers with my treating crewIf you get treated ain't mad at moveCause there's a special treatment just for youShut up nigger you just a lameWith your old-ass dubs and that fake-ass chainWe was wearing that shit just as a jokeWhat the fuck is on your lame-ass brainAlways following everybodyTrying to fit in at the partyDoing anything to impress these peopleWhile me and my friends just laughing harderDamn we walking but we don't careWanna box, we'll take you thereBut you won't step you'll sit thereBecause you think it's so unfairWhy we caked up and you brokeDude you just a fucking jokeWhat, its your fault you that wayYou fuck so much everybody knowsStack your paper, get on trackThat whack-ass hat, man take that backDon't stop, wait man, fuck all thatI ain't giving you tips, nigger you just whackWOOOAAAH From Letras Mania