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I heard these bitch ass niggas in here itchin' to snitch so I can do a couple years, I ain't scared of that
I see you leechin' ass bitches over there, waitin' to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I ain't hearin' that
You niggas f*ckin' all these bitches without condoms, what's your problem? If you catch that Eazy E, ain't no curing that
And if you playin' with my bread, I'm a hit you in the head, fire off this hot lead, ain't no comin' back

Just turned 20 a couple days ago but I'm feelin' double
That means 40 like this thang I'm tuckin', the grip is rubber
I love my young life niggas, everyday they up to something
Instead of who's shootin' first, nigga who's countin' onions?
It's Union street Mafi Klick, nigga we countin' Funyuns
And I'm a see you at the top my nigga, cowabunga
You can't stay in a cut too long and turn into a fungus
These niggas out here swearin' up an down everybody they cousin
He spilled the beans behind your back but rockin' out in public
Soon as you get them papers, nigga make that shit public
Cause they frontin' like they thuggin' and gettin' paid for it
Bitch you want me, you gotta walk the blade for it
Everything I ever had, hoe I slaved for it
And that ain't my kid bitch, you paid Maury
But all jokes bruh, strap it up
Cause these bitches got that shit and known to act up

I heard these bitch ass niggas in here itchin' to snitch so I can do a couple years, I ain't scared of that
I see you leechin' ass bitches over there, waitin' to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I ain't hearin' that
You niggas f*ckin' all these bitches without condoms, what's your problem? If you catch that Eazy E, ain't no curing that
And if you playin' with my bread, I'm a hit you in the head, fire off this hot lead, ain't no comin' back

Menace
Still grindin', runnin' with the bosses
Addin' up all my wins and countin' up the losses
All day I'm shinin', I don't give a I'm ballin'
Hella money in my pocket like f*ck a wallet
More money, that's what move me
Back and fourth from the plug, I made a few reach
Get love from every hood cause I'm too street
Ezell's special, serve a nigga with the two piece
I'm a chill and play the background
Always on the hustle, I'm in the trap now
F*ck with me, I'll show you how the Mac sound, always on my toes so you niggas better back down
Givin' game, me and Lil D
Real niggas locked in, that's how it need to be
Niggas with some attitude, trying to heat the streets
Killin' niggas slow with the flow like Eazy E

I heard these bitch ass niggas in here itchin' to snitch so I can do a couple years, I ain't scared of that
I see you leechin' ass bitches over there, waitin' to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I ain't hearin' that
You niggas f*ckin' all these bitches without condoms, what's your problem? If you catch that Eazy E, ain't no curing that
And if you playin' with my bread, I'm a hit you in the head, fire off this hot lead, ain't no comin' back
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I heard these bitch ass niggas in here itchin' to snitch so I can do a couple years, I ain't scared of that
I see you leechin' ass bitches over there, waitin' to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I ain't hearin' that
You niggas f*ckin' all these bitches without condoms, what's your problem? If you catch that Eazy E, ain't no curing that
And if you playin' with my bread, I'm a hit you in the head, fire off this hot lead, ain't no comin' back

Just turned 20 a couple days ago but I'm feelin' double
That means 40 like this thang I'm tuckin', the grip is rubber
I love my young life niggas, everyday they up to something
Instead of who's shootin' first, nigga who's countin' onions?
It's Union street Mafi Klick, nigga we countin' Funyuns
And I'm a see you at the top my nigga, cowabunga
You can't stay in a cut too long and turn into a fungus
These niggas out here swearin' up an down everybody they cousin
He spilled the beans behind your back but rockin' out in public
Soon as you get them papers, nigga make that shit public
Cause they frontin' like they thuggin' and gettin' paid for it
Bitch you want me, you gotta walk the blade for it
Everything I ever had, hoe I slaved for it
And that ain't my kid bitch, you paid Maury
But all jokes bruh, strap it up
Cause these bitches got that shit and known to act up

I heard these bitch ass niggas in here itchin' to snitch so I can do a couple years, I ain't scared of that
I see you leechin' ass bitches over there, waitin' to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I ain't hearin' that
You niggas f*ckin' all these bitches without condoms, what's your problem? If you catch that Eazy E, ain't no curing that
And if you playin' with my bread, I'm a hit you in the head, fire off this hot lead, ain't no comin' back

Menace
Still grindin', runnin' with the bosses
Addin' up all my wins and countin' up the losses
All day I'm shinin', I don't give a I'm ballin'
Hella money in my pocket like f*ck a wallet
More money, that's what move me
Back and fourth from the plug, I made a few reach
Get love from every hood cause I'm too street
Ezell's special, serve a nigga with the two piece
I'm a chill and play the background
Always on the hustle, I'm in the trap now
F*ck with me, I'll show you how the Mac sound, always on my toes so you niggas better back down
Givin' game, me and Lil D
Real niggas locked in, that's how it need to be
Niggas with some attitude, trying to heat the streets
Killin' niggas slow with the flow like Eazy E

I heard these bitch ass niggas in here itchin' to snitch so I can do a couple years, I ain't scared of that
I see you leechin' ass bitches over there, waitin' to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I ain't hearin' that
You niggas f*ckin' all these bitches without condoms, what's your problem? If you catch that Eazy E, ain't no curing that
And if you playin' with my bread, I'm a hit you in the head, fire off this hot lead, ain't no comin' back
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Writer: Dennis Jimerson, Derrick Jones Jr
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