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Rich nigga shit, bitch, rich nigga shit
Fuck that nigga, look at this nigga wrist (well damn)
Rich nigga shit, bitch, rich nigga shit
Bitch, won't you come and suck a rich nigga dick?
They think the dirty nigga's dangerous, I get active and I'm clean
Caught that shh, now shawty deadass, he harass me in my dreams (dead ass)
You saw me least, I'm on the scene, he bet' not speak on what he seen
Catch a body, rap about it, make 'em go run down my streams
When I pop shit with the 9s, they barely die, that's what I hate (money)
Put a body on that bitch, then got four pistols for a Drac'
Every dawg, they got his day, shawty was trollin', met his fate (clock him out)
6.4 shake up the block, wake up the neighbors in the street (we gone)
Hit they block, come up the one way, nigga out there, he gettin' baked
I know a nigga brag on work, we know that shit was a mistake
Mexican homie called my phone, showed me G-Lock grenades and crates
Snatch the hot car for some pape', he need the VIN model and make
And we bouncin' out on three, bitch, I go left and you go right (right)
We don't model for no block, bitch, we need bodies on these pipes
Poppin' niggas, that shit regular, man, I do not see the hype
Jakes harassin' me, I'm like, "Damn, I thought we all was white"
Drunk ass goofy, fuck 'em up, I chase 'em down, I tap and torch
Caught a body since you went, lil' bro, you can't go back to court
Shawty a hooper for his block, they shoulda put him back in sports
Plastic utensils eatin' his food, old head got mad, he cracked his fork
They think the dirty nigga's dangerous, I get active, and I'm clean (brrt)
Caught that shh, now shawty deadass, he harass me in my dream (come out)
You saw me least, I'm on the scene, he bet' not speak on what he seen
Catch a body, rap about it, make 'em go run down my streams
When I pop shit with the 9s, they barely die, that's what I hate (me and my brother)
Put a body on that bitch, then got four pistols for a Drac'
Every dawg, they got his day, shawty was trollin', met his fate (gone)
6.4 shake up the block, wake up the neighbors in the street (we outta there)
Ay, man, phone don't really take you, don't get your face in it, nigga
Catch your ass outta bounds, we gon' blank on your bitch ass
Call your bitch ass up, come here