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Yeah They some two-faced niggas, they got two sides I don't let it get to me, I just woosah Problem is, everybody think they Tupac Spittin' on the competition, that's my new style Okay, baby .380, come get your tubes tied They too pussy like a nigga who got two wives Uh, brand new Mercedes, hey, what it do? Huh? Your lady gave a cool vibe as I flew by Okay, niggas count me out, man, I know that they miscounted This for those who doubted, yeah, they must be on that powder Money go, I follow, man, these hoes know my body Never number two, but let's get this shit started (Ayy) I put in work, talk last, cash first Money always get the last word I don't feel a need to talk to these niggas They some two-faced niggas, they got two sides (Two) I don't let it get to me, I just woosah Bullets flyin' 'round your melon, these ain't fruit flies Shawty 'bout to drop it lower, must be two sides Oh, yeah, they think they slick as fuck, these niggas cliquin' up Letras de cancionesThey puzzled when I see 'em, I say, "The jig is up" I got a bone to pick like the first of the month You a diamond in the rough, but we got different cuts She gon' make a real nigga get it up She gon' get it, get it, get it up Single and it's juicy, should've signed with Big and Puff They ain't on nothin', they nothin' like us Nigga, please They was sleepin', now my life is like a dream Top-tier nigga, she gon' cry when I leave Watch a fake nigga switch on you like the beat Bubba Chuck, boy, this shooter got somethin' up his sleeve What? What? What? What? Noreaga, nigga, what? What? What? What you say about a real nigga, huh? Why you hatin', nigga? Hard work, no luck I put in work, talk last, cash first Money always get the last word I don't feel a need to talk to these niggas They some two-faced niggas, they got two sides I don't let it get to me, I just woosah Problem is, everybody think they Tupac Spittin' on the competition, that's my new style I put in work, talk last, cash first Money always get the last word From Letras Mania