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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Hey Hey Hey [x3] [Verse 1:] There ain't never been a question on who runnin' the streets On second guessin' my profession is like nothin' to me Don't learn a lesson out here flexin' they get bust in the streets I told 'em chrome, Smith and Wesson right up under the seats Ay listen close gotta tote, give a fuck if you see If you don't wanna die tonight you best stop fuckin' with me Ay I'm intelligent and hella rich and plus I'm a G So I can sell a brick and sell a bitch to rush you with me [?] They call me T.I.P. way off in the chain Spit a verse, throw you niggas way off of your game In my opinion, bein' lame it should cost you your fame In all the hatin' on my name burn it off with' the flame I'm grippin' new wood grain and the C-L-C's If I ride through the city on some D-L shit Niggas say they sell brick that's what we sell bitch Think I'm lyin' ask anybody and they'll tell bitch [Hook:] Ay in this shit I'm the one, competition is none Start hatin' on my niggas, boy you niggas is done Start sprayin' at you niggas, bet you niggas will run Start callin' on the phone for some niggas to come Letras de cancionesThey be like I don't think he got none, I don't think he got none When the nigga say he runnin, I don't think he got none They be like I don't think he got none, I don't think he got none When the nigga say he runnin, I don't think he got none [Verse 2:] Know niggas hate to hear me say it, but they know I'm a king I'm in the roads gettin' choked by the whore of your dreams Ass swole, pretty toes keep a whore on the scene And they be rollin' off the chain whore by four of the things [?] I eat the pussy for an hour, waitin' on the cream And stuff the pussy fill with' pine to get that blow on the scene She can damage your self-esteem till that whore on some 'premes She gonna talk to you like you great till you show her some things You see me ridin' with a lean, with Big Kuntry and King C-Rod, Mac and D.P. and all the rest of the kings I was raised by the greatest gangstas the city has seen When I talk to you and your partners, nothin' comes in between Bring all the niggas you can bring, nigga do what you do But I guarantee the P$C will be shootin' at you And we got choppers and if you smart, you'd be shootin them too No coppin' deuces callin' it off, I'm refusin' the truth [Hook] From Letras Mania