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Niggas always with the rustin'
Niggas out here runnin' this old lame-ass game
Runnin' they mouth too motherfuckin' much
Niggas wanna run my biz
Can't even run they own goddamn business
Sick motherfuckin' bullshit
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, niggas run too goddamn much
Deep in the mind of a G
Got me a .44 Glock and a ki
Lower that shit, niggas dyin' for each and every day
On my way to serve a nigga, man, he better pay
Me or else I got him red hot for his ass
You think I supposed to hit and don't blast?
Kick my ends like a real player should
Or else we gots to do some cowboy shit, okay, good
A nigga used to think havin' money was the answer
But now I'm ghetto rich and sick like I'm cancer
A gang of fools wants to get with me
They wants to hit the G
They wanna smoke me like rotisserie
But I ain't no motherfuckin' chicken
You mash and you push up on a dick and
Jackin' off the twelve gauge, kickin' up dust
Niggas say your prayers 'fore the twelve gauge bust
'Cause I must eliminate all adversaries and foes
All scandalous-ass niggas, playa haters and hoes
I'm paranoid, that's why I packs a gun
Loc, I love everybody, but trust no fuckin' one
Trust no, trickin' no hoe
I don't trust a motherfuckin' soul
(Trick, I trust none)
Trust no, trickin' no hoe
I don't trust a motherfuckin' soul
Now my mind state is any fuckin' thing but confused
You can't be regulatin' traffic if you're scared to make moves
They call me scandalous 'cause I plays the game of life so hard
Studies every nigga's weakness for a daily missed cause
Alls, sayin' Twista's ass thirty to one
He got a bitch he love with all his heart and I ain't the one
To be bringin' around your bitch if you big grippin'
He got me all up in his house with his bitch slippin'
So I fucks everything, I even licks the clit