| Intelligent nigga
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| But they love me on this trap shit
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| I said: «I do I for the Viiiiine»
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| Now I do it for the ratchets
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| Every time I hit the booth
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| That’s a brand new classic
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| That’s why I’m killing these niggas
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| Put the nail in the casket
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| Intelligent nigga
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| But they love me on this trap shit
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| I said: «I do I for the Viiiiine»
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| Now I do it for the ratchets
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| City on standstill
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| I got a hoe to do a backflip
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| And I ain’t gotta do it
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| But I’m looking like the number one draft pick
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| Look look look
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| I said niggas wasn’t around when I dropped
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| Now I roll around when they drop
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| They wanna be down, I’ll pop
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| Don’t you know I worked for this shit?
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| Niggas think I found what I got
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| Back when I wasn’t important
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| Niggas wasn’t supporting, man
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| Niggas just died in the lot
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| But I’ve been the man in the house since 4, my nigga
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| Niggas couldn’t count on my pops
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| Now I roll around in the drop
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| Then the block, down top
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| Screaming hit 'em up, niggas always Pac when he sayin'
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| I could take a picture with your bitch right now
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| But you wouldn’t see nothing, but the top over here
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| Call up my phone about yo bitch nigga
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| Hold up right there, nigga stop what you’re saying
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| All of my shirts got K’s on the back
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| So niggas know that I’m not with to play
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| Aw man
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| Party? |
| Got another one
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| Pussy niggas ain’t see it coming, like a sucker punch
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| Eyes in the store with the bitches in the honeybunch
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| Don’t know where I stay, but they fear where I’m coming from
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| Yeah
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| Bust it open, bend it over, bring it back
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| You know daddy gon' like it like that
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| I don’t lie, girl, I only state facts
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| And I ain’t tricking on you, I don’t got it like that
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| I’m a
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| Intelligent nigga
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| But they love me on this trap shit
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| I said: «I do I for the Viiiiine»
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| Now I do it for the ratchets
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| City on standstill
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| I got a hoe to do a backflip
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| And I ain’t gotta do it
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| But I’m looking like the number one draft pick
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| Hella Bent, hella faded, from a city with niggas that never made it
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| Couple songs got the nigga hood famous
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| Fuck the DJ that had my shit and never played it
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| My nigga, this my nigga’s money
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| Never reinvented
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| Got some liquor and some strippers
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| Got it looking like it’s Vegas
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| That ain’t my baby, baby
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| I ain’t finna claim it
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| No glove, no love, and it’s word to Gary Payton
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| Look
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| Pussy niggas, I don’t wanna get along with you
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| All you rappers, I don’t wanna do a song with you
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| I can tell, you niggas is sweet
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| And I ain’t want nobody getting the wrong picture
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| You ain’t gay, pussy yet?
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| Bitch, what’s wrong with you
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| You could only be fucking two people, girl
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| And that’s either me or the wrong nigga
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| Bunch of bills, pay 'em when I need 'em
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| Girl butt naked, layin' in my DM
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| Niggas hatin' on me often, the AM to the PM
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| But you see what I’m saying, now I’m saying when I see 'em
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| Talking like birds, and then chickening out
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| Squad right here, we tryna figure it out
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| You tried tying us down, she still giving it out
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| One thing I never give a hoe is the benefit of the doubt
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| 'Cause I’m a
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| Intelligent nigga
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| But they love me on this trap shit
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| I said: «I do I for the Viiiiine»
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| Now I do it for the ratchets
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| City on standstill
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| I got a hoe to do a backflip
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| And I ain’t gotta do it
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| But I’m looking like the number one draft pick
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| (Aaaargh)
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| 'Lotta money on this side
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| Look how we going through it
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| I see problems on y’all end
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| Look like y’all niggas going through it
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| Don’t nobody wanna listen to it
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| Y’all niggas make boring music
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| Said you got a mixtape coming out
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| But guess what? |
| Ain’t nobody looking forward to it
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| What I’m doing? |
| Running 'round, getting money
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| What you doing? |
| Sitting out, looking funny
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| I think he mad, I see one of his bitches on me
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| I got something that you want? |
| Come and get it from me
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| Riding 'round, 'til my shit is on «E!»
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| Niggas sitting down, still talking 'bout me
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| I’ll be damnned if a bitch make a nigga love me
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| 'Cause everything moving
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| Made this album, go and eat (Ah)
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| Nigga I was making bangers
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| Vito said: «We the last ones left»
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| I feel like real niggas is endangered
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| Aw yeah, it’s all for the set
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| You know the motto: «No fear, no regrets»
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| Tell somebody to come and cut your check
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| 'Cause when I’m coming through the speaker dirty sound like sex, nigga
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| I had to be looking like
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| Intelligent nigga (Yeah, yeah)
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| But they love me on this trap shit
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| I said: «I do I for the Viiiiine»
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| Now I do it for the ratchets
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| Sitting on a stand still
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| I got a hoe to do a backflip
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| And I ain’t gotta do it
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| But I’m looking like the number one draft pick |