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Yeah Look Check it She like the way I rock Rolling to the top Never will I drop On set she's a prop She put the bop in top Slurp me like a lollipop Real niggas depend on God Fake niggas depend on odds No reason I get even I'm two-faced One side deceiving The other side believing Controversial meanings Between you and me it's all the same Tell by the way I rock I don't own with anything So many shots blockеd I bout gave up the rock Tryna beat thе clock It's my last shot I'll give it all that I got Letras de cancionesAll that ive got (All that ive got) Swishing from the three It's all on me Got game, no aim But I shoot the three In LA I diddy bop West coast fever that I got I love to see you pop They hate when we on top I pray you never flop I need you on the hop Give me Tik no Talk My dawg gone off the wock I pray one day he stop Look around and see the world's heart They don't care where you drop ODing in your spot Then step over your body And continue being props Swishing from the three It's all on me to make this shot If not, I don't own a lot You don't wanna see me with these Glocks Too twisted I can get wicked Just like start of locs Life could get you chopped Comin' from a lot Know a lot about ducking cops But I never ran from opps So many shots blocked I bout gave up the rock Tryna beat the clock It's my last shot I'll give it all that I got All that ive got (All that ive got) Swishing from the three It's all on me Got game No aim But I shoot the three From Letras Mania