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I'm the kind of man that recognize talent And when I find it, I put it to work Came through in a clean SS Bucket seats with the beam on the TEC Got a thing, Wu-Tang, protect your neck, bitch Hahaha, ha, take a look at me, bitch, yeah, yeah Take a look at me, ho, yeah Came through in a Benz S6 Drippin' water, nigga, wrist reckless Ho was trippin', that was one less bitch, ho Yeah, hahaha, take a look at me, bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah (Take a look at me, ho) Look at me, motherfucker, look at me (Yeah) And my bitch got her tax check back She gon' put a real nigga back on his feet (Yeah) Used to ride in the clean A3 With the wood and the Louis V's on my seat (Yeah) Motherfuck what you heard, when I ride in the 'Gar Make a ho clean off her feet (Yeah) Tell a bitch, "What you looking at?" Soda with the cocaina, now I'm cookin' that If that shit ain't locked up then we took it back Niggas stretch it and press it, we pushin' that When I stop selling crack, I ain't lookin' back Letras de cancionesYeah, bitch, I ain't lookin' back Yeah, damn Came through in a new Porsche speed Too much coke'll make a bitch nose bleed To the floor seats from the nosebleeds, bitch, yeah Take a look at me bitch, yeah Take a look at me, ho, ha Came through in a new Porsche speed Too much coke'll make a bitch nose bleed To the floor seats from the nosebleeds, bitch, yeah Take a look at me bitch, yeah Take a look at me, ho (Yeah) (Look at me, motherfuckers, look at me, yeah) (Look at me, motherfuckers, look at me, yeah) You luck you got away with just a scratch, sucker What you got the other night was just the smoke The fire is yet to come Got to run him out of the neighborhood What you'll get is nothing but a whole lot of trouble You better be careful when you talk about shedding blood in this community From Letras Mania