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Last time they saw this movie,
It was on regular screen
We had no hd, no iMax
Now we got 3d goggles to watch this shit
Pop corn extra buttery, extra sauce, 2 on that, ok

He was buckin out in broad daylight
Started from play fights, niggas slap box and then you stop like a break light
I rock a rolex but never got my time straight
I cant see shit something like a blind date
Pyrex vision, hologram cocaine
And when I gas niggas I call it popane
I used to hustle with the peeps under the boxers
And my little pocket stash, allin top rockers
And weed up for my dude made enrique
He also uptown but he live out in bk
Used to say dk, diablo, papo
Partners with pablo, heroin, italiano
Flush the work, overseas gots the work
Yellow lambo, used to let it off like rambo
Sambo cosignin, his wheels need alligning
How the fuck you gonna go to war with a boss
With your paper in your right
And your crew hats off?
Smirnoff whackin shots, vacant lot parking lots
Sour with the critorillo, nigga I dont care to be
Seat nigga like toilets, fuck it Im a shit a bit

Ready or not, here I come
Red berry ciroc, red dots on em
Marvin gaye, know you heard through the grape vine
That dope getting stepped on, great one
Everything you did I did every time
Let the fountaints fly like the anytime
Man I never thought Id really make it
You see me do some sapce on my pillow case
With them doors on, point the goal
And your bitch gonn swallow, we with no head
Montana shit I been on the first track
Getting all this head and I aint learned yet
Pimpin them hoes, 6 in the yacht
Dippin them rolls, your bitch in the back
Word to pong, Im clappin off
Catch you in the ap for you turn your burnies off the saw

You goin in the back, straight off the back
People actin crazy, hit em with the mack
Pull out the jag, cause thats what all they had
Up here in the streets you know the goons parasite
n.o.r.e. we deep in this bitch
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middle fingers up, you dont reall give a fuck
niggas is tryina hustle just to make a fuckin buck
just to make a fuckin buck, just to make a fuckin buck
niggas let you down just to make a fuckin buck
Its real out there, its real out there
Them haters think you killed out there, killed out there
Man you liar, set your house on fire
Aint nothing man, I think you wear a wire
Hang him off the roof with a noose
Goddamn it and let the goons loose

Golden monk drunk, how they take pieces of gold?
Shave a nigga face, macehete niggas quake
Indoors with whores, they soldiers
How at they go, we gonn poke kill fly ride and roll
The most insane destroying grocers
With more back, its scoliosis
Yo Im runs in frontin, land best pull in shore
With the red clock on, no question
Build for the reserves, I just swerve laughin, Im usually around birds
Not since once one strapped in
All at a time, mackin a lap on my dime
I just advise niggas, stay on your grind
4-50 game, never nigga what
Im shut most better, we will sever you son
Out the slum with the bulture, dinosaur chains and roadsters
Dont come around, we approaches

See when I come through, I never fear
You got em, Im like a sniper with a rifle
Even my hood get it bad

Look, deeper than them lost troubles and badge
Im walkin through a lane full of riches
You see all of these diamonds drippin off it
And you get to pourin wine in my glass
Havin a seat and listen to science
Odometers sparkling glisten off me
We ball until they call police and they tryina report me
We washin all his brand like a nigga doin the laundry
See a nigga tryina chill while you niggas tryina force me
Bitches cleaning my ratchets, Ima get to blamin em shortly
Where the fuck you tryina step up like you some kind of contendant
Yous a bitch, reminding me of some kind of a sex offender
Ill burn you to crips, leaving nothing more than your digit
You hear the family bitch, I inherit the name defending
Nothings surprising bout niggas like you up on a stretcher
And squeeze until they leak, its all like applying the pressure, pause
You probably should went in higher you will protect the cause
Ban it from tv set but a movie dont wreck the boss.

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