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| (Chorus 2X) I got a name in these streets Plenty money to blow Got whips 28's and jewelry to show And aint a ho I can't f**k I got ho's to loan Just don't know if this shit worth goin fed fo (Verse 1) As soon as a nigga get knocked the streets call him dumb When this shit hit the fan everybody run I don't know a nigga yet who did this shit and won Money mean nothing to ya if you aint got a bond The streets scared now cuz everybody getting hung Lawyers sittin back sucking all a nigga fund Said it aint cool when the rapper got the gun This shit a game to these crackas and they having fun The nigga you thought wouldn't tell will be the first one It'll take number one f**k up and a nigga done Visitation room that aint how I wanna see my son But I don't think about none of this shit when im stuntin (Chorus 2X) I got a name in these streets Plenty money to blow Got whips 28's and jewelry to show And aint a ho I can't f**k I got ho's to loan Just don't know if this shit worth goin fed fo (Verse 2) I don't know if 25 years worth 2 years of ballin That's a big pill to take and I aint trynna swallow it F**k round and get jammed and all this shit falling Take the streets from a nigga then a nigga starving Tried to let it go the money kept calling Streets been good to me got a nigga flossing Same shit a nigga love be the shit that cost him Money make niggas hate turn niggas salty Go to prison now don't take me from my shawty Bout time I get out he gon be off in college Game f**ked up now cuz all these niggas talking I'm a street nigga I aint got too many options (Chorus 2X) I got a name in these streets Plenty money to blow Got whips 28's and jewelry to show And aint a ho I can't f**k I got ho's to loan Just don't know if this shit worth goin fed fo (Verse 3) Nigga always told me to get in this shit and get out But he aint tell me bout all the loss and all the droughts You back to square one after a nigga break into your house It's hard to come up shit when you gotta keep bondin Is cars jewelry and ho's what it's all about I don't know it lil daddy I just want a nice amount Just gave my lil cousin eleven years for an ounce You broke and f**kin wit these ho's they gon ask you to bounce And niggas buying shit now they can't even pronounce Done f**ked up so much money shit can't even count Hope I don't wake up one morning wit them crackas in my house With guns drawn on me and with enditment papers out (Chorus 2X) I got a name in these streets Plenty money to blow Got whips 28's and jewelry to show And aint a ho I can't f**k I got ho's to loan Just don't know if this shit worth goin fed fo |
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