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I know some n***as that ain't showin' me love We probably wouldn't speak if we weren't both here at this club My n***a you a pussy, bitch n***a that's all above Don't show me what it is I know exactly what it was Walk down, lil bitch Imma slide Left his ass like he needed a ride Shit own it up Imma make it divide Bitch you keep lyin' get tried for your pride Know you a rat out here chasin' the cheddar Mask down like I'm facing the whether Cuttin' ties just like it's a teather Fuck your whole team come get hit up together Poppin' pills like GNC Chopper all in the GMC Bitch I got that bank on me like I'm workin' at PNC Slump a n***a just like Nickalodeon Chop him up, a n***a like a custodian They throwin' salt but I'm lovin' the sodium Keep talkin' shit come get shot at your podeum Thank you for hatin' Thanks for dissin', thanks for drama She said I wouldn't be shit So it's "Thank you" to my momma And thanks to all the real Especially thanks to all the fake Letras de cancionesAnd thank you all for listenin' On some shit you could relate Thank you for snakin' Cuz that shit done made me stronger Don't know how it feel to eat Cuz you ain't come in with that hunger If you with it you with it Tell me how you wanna get it Some shit that I've been thru A n***a like me can't forget it Called the plug, shit I need an advance Shoulda came up and there's none in my plans I need a come up I'm takin' a chance Don't need a scale I could weigh if I glance They only fuck with you when you was winnin' Shit I could tell you that right from beginnin' They ain't really down when you endin' When your block start spinnin' and your money start thinnin' .45 on me Imma treat it like trump This shit ain't fake news when I slide with the pump Trashman on Tuesday Imma make this bitch dump Back door on like special instructions Test a n***a right off a deduction Hundred rounds Imma wet up a function Extra clip just in case it malfunctions How you competin' when we were just eatin' Fucked up on Monday he done by the weeend Sleepin' and slidin' I'm hidin' I'm creepin' Momma keep bitchin' she yellin' she grievin' I got some shit I can't let go I got a .38 special Dogged up like it's PetCo Five shots watch it echo Thank you for hatin' Thanks for dissin', thanks for drama She said I wouldn't be shit So it's "Thank you" to my momma And thanks to all the real Especially thanks to all the fake And thank you all for listenin' On some shit you could relate Thank you for snakin' Cuz that shit done made me stronger Don't know how it feel to eat Cuz you ain't come in with that hunger If you with it you with it Tell me how you wanna get it Some shit that I've been thru A n***a like me can't forget it From Letras Mania