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808
around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
ATL Jacob, ATL

bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do I dress? Yeah, my flesh, yeah
as I roll up, put my doors up
Go'n head, pour up, a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that shit, let's go
I in the spot on a tall bitch, let's go
I told 'em to get out and bag that, go
I'm Frank and Mad Max, let's go
I'm high yesterday
Put 'em on bean, yeah, put 'em on all the schemes,
Put 'em on lean, yeah, they them new machines, yeah
By any means, yeah, we gotta clear out the scene,
I took an AK to a dinner date
I just put VVs in a Richard face
And the presidential is a
Hit 'em with that first, Ray J

I'm a known nuisance and my bitch bad
Pop one Perc', then you lean like
Skeleton AP, a wristband
All these niggas shaky, might as well
I trust him, we gon' dust him, that's some Taliban
Big truck, it's lift up like an avalanche
I'll you how to finesse for some big bands
I got so many white bitches, Ku Klan
I come with the pharmacy, come with the yopper, no me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on head,
they comin' to get you, slicin' your throat
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, her nose
M.O.H., money over
I got that H in front of the boat
Got dog and it's for the low
I'm with thoroughbred at the store
In expensive threads, to the floor
I know talkin' shit 'cause they some hoes
You know them FN go through doors
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I was too for the brodie
You a body, get a Rollie
We don't no police
I'm certified my dodie
They would catch hell 'bout
Got a bigger for the dodie
I done met friends in
We done met and chopped it up on cool shit, uh
Only time my slime talk murder's on the ships, uh
Got cutter and it's longer than a pool stick, uh
Straight face, no dates, I'm a
I ain't even gotta tell my dawgs to keep one in the
to take it off your shoulder, frustration and anger
Yeah, they get it, don't approach us, bein' famous
as I got my...
go

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These bullets, they be through doors
low, get down on the floor
Young nigga, they gon' and wipe your nose
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