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It's killers real n***as that's all in my posse

Shooters

I'm getting so rich that they makin' up rumors that I'm 'luminati

Rich

Just me and my n***as we killin these b***hes go body for body

Murders

These suckers be hatin' they prayin' to got I don't cop a Bugatti

Hold up drop the top on the rari pull in the club and I'm stoppin' the party

Hold up got these b***hes on b***hes they poppin' on molly's I'm prolly at Follies with PeeWee and Tip

Of course I went Lu I did everything that I said I would do

I really won't tell you that I'm better than you

But we are not on the same level as you cause the G55 got a hell of a view

Regular n***as make regular moves with' ya regular b***h and ya regular crew

And you n***as still smoking on regular too Like Word What a shame my n***a Louboutin blood like Game my n***a

Get Left tryna aim my n***a Like Saddam Hussein my n***a

I'm whippin this brand new machine Hundred bands in my jeans

Call yo b***h Barry Sanders she done ran through the team I got h*es out the D

They playin on the team Do anything for me I mix that xan with the lean Hold Up

Lemme' get it back

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I'm gettin' this money I'm stackin my broccoli

Racks

I'm runnin' my city you might gotta pay me if you land on my property

Tax

I bought the boardwalk and I parked on the edge 'cause my life like monoply

You got a new ase and you got outta jail Boy you look like a cop to me

Get outta' jail free card