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What the f*ck is up my niggas, here to spit some truth in these streets, slinging drugs
Like I'm in the f*cking booth running with my crew, strapped with heat, ready to shoot
We ain't playing around, we the realest, that's the f*cking groove
I'm the motherf*cking king, ain't no bitch in my gang, stacking cash to the ceiling
Stage ripping with the bling, I move in silence, with my presence loud like a bang, got these
Haters shook, they can't handle my slang