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June, you're a genius Hitmaka Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to takе a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road ragе Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Well, if I may speak freely, we gon' get a bag if we need it Buss it down, flip it, repeat it, suckas be greedy We was never playin' in the game, if we was, before we lost, we cheated Hold up, they ain't made a game you can play on me I just be prayin' for these niggas, that they pray on me They got another thing comin', homie, they gon' see Letras de cancionesI got the blessings of an angel everyday on me Okay, church, nigga used to ask me where I'm from Tell 'em Bankhead, nigga, but the earth my turf Work, wonder what's up under my shirt Wonder why I ain't gettin' searched Nigga, Tip been solid, speak against his name in the hood And you will get slapped out 'bout it, had straps out wildin' But moments in the past just made me who I am That's why I don't run from it Keep it one hunnid', anyone who don't like it, then fuck 'em Get a little money then double level Came a way from sellin' weed in the envelope To Puff Daddy standin' with in Chinchilla Road run, Rubberband Man Made a hundred mil' off of fifty grand Well, Goddamn, my suggestion is that you follow your dreams in this bitch Put your heart in this shit, you're bound to get rich, no cap Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin I just wore two million worth of jewelry to an interview I got people askin' me "What the fuck done got into you" I done put it all on the line, I knew that the rent was due Hard to go and get, no trippin', it wasn't no handouts Corner store got hot, we start sellin' 'em out my man house We ain't never have nothin', stay pullin' bands out I been runnin' it up and I heard he ran out Know these pussy niggas wishin' shit would fan out, it won't How you make the gun go on safety? It don't You that young turnt nigga, baby, for shit, sure Never in my feelings 'bout a broad, she can hit, bro Red inside, Rolls truck, call it Big Boat Heard a nigga say he want smoke Switch out my clip on my pole, had to add a lil' more I ain't really up for no arguin' Nigga said he gon' do what? Bitch, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin Shut up, sucka nigga, get up Crazy in your head thinkin' you can get us hit up Foreign, automotives all in my lawn Yawn, did this so long it's gettin' borin' Trapped into the culture, made a motherfuckin' lifestyle Shoutout to my niggas doin' trap-music right now You know we ain't with the hype, a million on the mic Get to switchin' out a queen, just 'cause she ain't what we like I'm a king, done my thing from the green to the white When you finished with opinions, I got four or five classics Say I ain't the shit, that nigga must be dippin' acid Fuck what all them other niggas doin', all I know is keep goin' Start gettin' money, I enjoyed it Started sellin' crack for employment Make it out of Georgia, that was a nigga only intent Get the suckas out the way and get rich Blockin' my path, boy, the .40 Kal start barkin' Like my nigga DMX in this bitch I'm a vet at this shit, and all I ever been was authentic Twenty years I been handlin' my business Get in my bag, stackin' my pennies Buyin' everything on the west side of the city 'Cause that's where all the niggas don't play about Tip So what I care 'bout what you got to say to Tip? Nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon From Letras Mania