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You live tomorrow, don't think of me Just say goodbye under your breath! I left you crying then cause you needed me Let's just pretend like we never met! I'm a banker, nigga, you can bank that, nigga Looking for a sucker while I ain't that nigga I'm looking for the money, where the bank at, nigga? I'm triple OG, outrank that nigga I'm cold, riding through the city on vogues 30 karats in the Rollie for the bitches and the hoes Hanging out the window of a Bentley I just met my connect, dropped off snow in the bluff On James P. Brawley, ain't we balling Got a problem with it, nigga bang that forty Niggas nowadays just ain't like Shawty Don't spit that cocaine like Shawty Set it on fire, they flame ain't like Shawty Flow don't go insane, I'm mental Blowing presidential, twenty bricks off in the rental We official ....with plenty ye to sell again DEA on our tail again, well tell amigo mail again Dope boy trap nigga shit I did it Say you want a hundred bricks, well I bet I get it Tell them other sucka niggas trying to rep my city K.I.N.G. bitch best get with it Letras de cancionesAll I know is go get it, swag so silly Checks on deck, I'm racked up with it Got a house College Park, stay stacked up with it Got a Louis V bag, stay sacked up with it Big diamonds in my Cuban They won't be where we go shooting, man And the A, it's undisputed We some legends, best to do it, man! You live tomorrow, don't think of me Just say goodbye under your breath! I left you crying then cause you needed me Let's just pretend like we never met! King shit, Buckingham Palace Til I'm bucking on a motherfucking beat god damn it, I Ain't lost a step, but some of y'all niggas ...to death Since Player's Ball, I was called the best And now they only call me Daddy Fat Sax The Cadillac with the diamond in the back With the sunroof top, my daddy said I'm lacking the vitamin D I need The sun won't stop shine brighter, rhyme tighter Than anybody in your top ten my..., my nigga Like a postman, I deliver See I'm the letter with the anthrax in it, Pass that, hit it! Sniff it, snort it, then gonna take a bump Shawty I take ya number cause I'm serving the chumps That wanna jump up and get beat down, I'm Brand Nubian Brand new again, never get old When I was little, boy they said I had an old soul, old gold Riding with some pimps on a ho stroll, now that's loco And you're local, and I'm global That means worldwide like a rising tide I'm gonna subside and rise again like clockwork C-Bone is gonna show you how the ... work .... Nonviolent though, no violence, just styling ho From the birthplace of MLK where everything ain't okay but KKK I'm more Malcolm than Martin, Come get some, be a target! Standing in the kitchen with the AK, AKA the Chopper! ..my love, then cover me! ..my love, then cover me! Listen! What you see is the A-Town, Come on the premises if you wanna play with death, You get stung like the Crocodile Hunter. Got them racks, slanging them packs And no we can't leave them sacks alone Hired an assistant cause my weed need a chaperone (Luda!) And then Big Boy will pass the lighter I'm convinced that we started the California brush fires One, two, and it don't stop (don't stop!) So many whips at my crib Ya chick came, the bitch thought it was a road block Spending cash so fast, you'd think I'm foolish And I love chicks with ass so it arch like St. Louis Got chicks hugging my nuts like a speedo Cause when I'm on the mic, I go for broke like T.O But we know I'm rich and pay the bills at my mother house Atlanta cribs jealous cause I'm chilling at my other house Yeah you may be able to out trap me But none of you niggas will ever out-rap me You live tomorrow, don't think of me Just say goodbye under your breath! I left you crying then cause you needed me Let's just pretend like we never met! Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover! Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover! Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover! Don't run, don't run, don't run for cover! From Letras Mania