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My real bitches100, keep this shit 100100Yeah, my bitch she bunkin'She went from nothing now she somthingMy bitch bunkin'She only clap that ass for meMy bitch bunkin'I taught her how to whip a keyNow my trap jumpin'She bring that dough to me how I want itIn fifties, hundreds, all thatMoney is money, my niggaEven small stacksWe on right now, so you may have to wait, my niggaI throw that cash in the airThis shit feel great, my nigga(I don't know if you knowHow it feel to ride out in sunset watching the sunsetCalifornia, Los Angeles my niggaWhats happen though?)My bitch grindMy boo know I'm thuggingI'm from the SlumsLetras de cancionesShe know I'm in the streets, she hold my gunsAin't seen my P.O. in weeksFuck it monthsTold her hold my spot down I'm on the runI got my motherfucking J's onFinna hit Arkansas get these OXYs offCome back to L.A., wipe my caseWhere I'm from it's bang or ballFucking bitches like yo missesFlip em' like a case of rawBack to to business flipping digitsSplitting switches with my niggasCame from nothing, from nothing to somethingKnow my struggle, my momma know I'm thuggingComing out the county jail smell like publicYo momma love it, got your main bitchOn my side on time, nigga my bitch she bunkin'Yeah, my bitch she bunkin'She went from nothing now she somthingMy bitch bunkin'She only clap that ass for meMy bitch bunkin'I taught her how to whip a keyNow my trap jumpin'She bring that dough to me how I want itIn fifties, hundreds, all thatMoney is money, my niggaEven small stacksWe on right now, so you may have to wait, my niggaI throw that cash in the airThis shit feel great, my niggaNow don't it feel greatWhen you ride through the hood ? Bill GatesWith a super bad bitch in a drop LamborghiniMake a home girl hateTrap nigga known to have a quarter-mill a dayProof that selling drugs on the corner still payI make a hundred Gs, spend 40 on ki'sPut the rest away just in case I caught a real caseAnd I ain't gon' stopTeaching you the shit that you ain't know about [?]Stop cuffing that bitch, like she ain't no thot?Even if not ? brain on fireNigga 14 years I remain on fire?Still up to the same old shitBang on the pussy nigga they ain't no shitStop playing with the pussy you know you dontWant this shot the fuck down or yo ass gon get itIn public, it's nothingI'm right back in my bunkin'Ain't what you do it's how you does it and we does it cuzinYeah, my bitch she bunkin'She went from nothing now she somthingMy bitch bunkin'She only clap that ass for meMy bitch bunkin'I taught her how to whip a keyNow my trap jumpin'She bring that dough to me how I want itIn fifties, hundreds, all thatMoney is money, my niggaEven small stacksWe on right now, so you may have to wait, my niggaI throw that cash in the airThis shit feel great, my niggaMake me harder, miss your daughterShe just wanna lay and partyBe my ?Fuck you all the time, I'm tiredWake up on it it's thatEarly morning ?Got money in the mattress ?Counting alla that, fuck alla them niggasThey don't know what to do with ??My condo to a larger stateGot double gates, if I catch a case will you ?Yeah my niggas thugging? some zombies here tonightSlow motion, your bitch choosyGot a million dollar body with a hundred dollar brainYour booty like a ? canAnd my bitch she be bunkin'Yeah, my bitch she bunkin'She went from nothing now she somthingMy bitch bunkin'She only clap that ass for meMy bitch bunkin'I taught her how to whip a keyNow my trap jumpin'She bring that dough to me how I want itIn fifties, hundreds, all thatMoney is money, my niggaEven small stacksWe on right now, so you may have to wait, my niggaI throw that cash in the airThis shit feel great, my nigga From Letras Mania