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Smoking to the neck, nigga, talking out loud
While I walk around with a frown, never smile
Say they wanna get me, but I'm steady riding round
Nina with a thirty, this is not a trey pound
If the bitch ain't trying to hoe, then she can bounce
And your brother he a rat, not a mouse
Never tell, I never make a sound
Cut squares out the circle, why you think he ain't around
Thought I fell in love, heartbroken, but she freed a pimp
Only thing that taught me was that I could never need the bitch
Only thing them suckas taught me, always gotta keep a stick
Venting to the mic, I swear to God, I really bleed for this
Think he rocking, he ain't rocking like you thinking, click
Brodie hold the 40, Nina blowin' like a freaky bitch
Baby ride it like she on a bike, I think I'm keeping this
I'm lying, I'ma hit her once, I promise you can keep the bitch
Ask me what I'm holding, told em' pole, like a Aztec
She thought he was a gangster, then he told, got a bad rep
Baby, give me sloppy in the load, we don't have sex
And I could never trust her, I could put that on my last breath
I'm just trying to stack it up and stack it to my paper bigger
Gotta feed the family when I'm rich, cause that's the major picture
Never been a racist, but them suckas, man, I hate them niggas
Past the glock, I'd rather shoot myself, and I ain't playing nigga
She said I could never hoe, I told her, baby, ain't no I in team
Left the bitch for something better, yes, I like the finer things
Niggas wanna play, okay, we spraying, get the wiping him
I be masked up with the stick, I'm on a hockey team
Haters wanna stop me, cause they know P.T. a problem
And yes, I got the Glock, you know I'm keeping one up top in em'
He don't want the fade, a left a right, I bet I'm dropping em'
It's f*ck them other niggas, and I put that on my mom n em'
He ain't with the playing, I don't think they wanna try with him
Brody paying for it, but she know I ain't that type of pimp
Walking with the blower, you can't tell, cause I don't like the limp
I wouldn't give a bitch a red cent, cause I don't like to simp
He ain't with the playing, I don't think they wanna try with him
Brody paying for it, but she know I ain't that type of pimp
Walking with the blower, you can't tell, cause I don't like the limp
I wouldn't give a bitch a red cent, cause I don't like to simp