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Yeah (I'ma just talk my shit on this bitch) Yeah, I'm just waiting on the blackberry for the start up, bitch Yeah, that bitch 'bout to start up in a minute, you lil' pussy-ass bitch You know what's happenin' with me, ho I'll tell you, "Fuck you in your face," boy (I'll tell you, "Fuck you in your face," bitch) White G Nikes, walking like trying not to crease the front White t-shirt, black Maybach, pop the trunk, go get you one Porter Ranch, mansion shoppin', wifey pick out what she want Yellow Bumblebee Mercedes, cooling with my new lil' baby Cully truck, bow in front, who this? This for you, lil' baby Pinky ring, bling-bling-blaow, no sneaky links, I'm faithful now Diamond chains, but chopper playing matching diamond tennis bracelet Trying to pop it on the slick like I ain't turnt up 'round this bitch? Community that you live in ain't got a gate up or a fence Rolex watch don't fit your wrist, you probably stole it from a trick All my family stayin' wise, safe to say we with the shits If I catch you out of bounds, I'ma do you somethin' sick Yeah, take your lick, we thuggin' All that dissing you be doin' don't mean nothing Real street nigga, know you pussy, you be bluffing Watch who you hang around, turn your gangster down Creep up on you, catch you slipping, lay you down TTG, trained to go, we don't wait around (Yeah) Letras de cancionesI'm a money getter (Money getter) Up eight figures, liquid, bitch, and I'm still getting richer Fashion district, spend two-fifty like I bought a Richard (Ayy) I'm in Philly, all thick shit like I ball for the Sixers Pull up M3, M6, GT, Cyber beast or the Urus Six whips, half an M on a kit, that's nothing, I spend a 100K on my killers I'm in the 'Raq with a fin and a Drac' I've been totin' my Glock since a lil' one 38, I wrapped it with tape (You know that) Used to fire the whole block up and hit it (Skrrt) Stash box in the V or the divot Ride with no mask, we still left off fifty (Grrt) I ain't give no fuck when I did it Plead the fifth before I admit it Me and Gates, we apes and gorillas Yeah, take your lick, we thuggin' All that dissing you be doin' don't mean nothing Real street nigga, know you pussy, you be bluffing Watch who you hang around, turn your gangster down Creep up on you, catch you slipping, lay you down TTG, trained to go, we don't wait around (Yeah) From Letras Mania