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Verse 1
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Everybody rapping like
they ballin
And they rich i see 'em
Bbm
in the streets
I ain't believing they shit
Ebm
Every- everybody rapping
Abm
like they ballin
And they rich i see 'em in the streets
I ain't believing they shit
Bbm
Every- everybody rapping like they ballin
And they rich i see 'em
Ebm
in the streets
I ain't believing they shit
Abm
If they dia monds ain't
shinin and
They rollin K steel
Bbm
Ebm
While I'm grippin on the grain,
sippin lean
And poppin pills every
Gb
Abm
Check one two, one two, bitch!
Verse 2
I see your lips quivering but
Bbm
I don't hear nothing!
Knalmtalkinbout!?
Man these niggas is Mr magoo man uh!
Ebm
Abm
Every body
Verse 3
Gb
Abm
wanna be on some
"Superfly" shit
(shit) but I'm the closest
Bbm
thang to Priest
That you gon' see bitch!
Ebm
Gb
I'mma pretty yellow nigga
Abm
Keep my finger on the trigger (trigger)
Bbm
Y'all know the score,
Polo FUCK HILFIGER!
Ebm
(fuck Hilfiger)
Abm
Gb
Abm
I see you nig gas on the slab
Ya jewelry lookin funny (uh)
Bbm
Y'all ain't seeing no rap
Ebm
Abm
Or no
Gb
+Dirty Money+ (Dirty Money)
Abm
I be in the streets lettin
my nuts hang
Bbm
(hang) boys wanna
'bang bang'
Nigga it ain't no main thang (
Ebm
Gb
main thang)
Abm
Coward niggas makin death
threats
(death threats)
Bbm
I leave ya pussy and
Ebm
ya chest wet (wet)
Gb
Abm
I ride around in PA one
deep in a Bentley
(uh)
A
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Bitch if you 'bout it,
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come and fuck with me
Gb
(fuck with me)
Abm
But bitch you better bring
an arsenal (uh)
Bbm
Because if you miss me you ain't
Gon' make it to the hospit
Ebm
Gb
al! (bitch)
Abm
And if ya hit me,
they gon' kill ya family
Bbm
Pussy nigga ain't gon' win
Ebm
Gb
Abm
Bbm
Bitch do you
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overstand me?
Verse 4
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Gb
Abm
Bbm
Everybody actin like they ballin
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Abm
In this bitch
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Ebm
Gb
Abm
Until a nigga
Bbm
Ebm
Abm
A
get up outta the drop
Bbm
Ebm
And simply fallin on that Benz
83's, I'mma swang
Abm
a swanger
With ice the price of a house
A
And I'm the truth, muthafuck the rest
Bbm
Look at this 30 in my mouth
Ebm
Gb
You in the presence of a playa
Abm
Keep yo' cool cause I might go off
Bbm
When I hop out, suicide
roaring Gators
Ebm
Fuckin yo' toes off
And I walk with a attitude
Abm
Like, "Fuck them niggas
They can't see me"
A
I guess they love to ride my dick
Bbm
Cause they watchin me like I'm TV
Ebm
While these niggas out here
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rapping and
Capping 'bout what they got
Or be the reason they get
Ebm
punched in
The mouth and ran off the block
Gb
I ain't gotta say I'm ballin
Abm
Bitch you see it on my wrist
Ebm
grippin grain
Bbm
VVS on my fist and these haters pissed
Ebm
They ice don't even shine like
Abm
The watch that I got
Ebm
Then again they never seen the size
Of the rocks that I got
Bbm
Ebm
Now getcha mind right,
Gb
Abm
nigga you a simp
Real recognize trill
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Abm
Cb
Ebm
Abm
So I'm fuckin with the
Ebm
Gb
Abm
Bbm
Piiimmmppp!
Verse 5
Bbm
Ebm
Abm
I ain't believing that
knalmtalkinbout
Bbm
Ebm
Let's handle business baby!
Abm
Bbm
Ebm
Gb
Abm
Bbm
Yeah grippin on the grain
(you know what it is) geyeah!
Ebm
You ain't the truth and I'm talkin to you
Gb
Abm
Ya jewelry sho' actin funny
Get it appraised for less than me when
Bbm
I'm wearin no ice ya dummy!
Ebm
Gb
Better not think ya thinkin of ballin
Abm
Cause ya showed up at Johnny
Wrappin them hundreds
A
on top of ones like
Bbm
It's a whole bunch of money
Ebm
My golds white and sunny
Gb
Abm
You equivalent with "it depends"
A
Whether or not you knows the
Bbm
Ebm
Seventy thousand dollar difference
Gb
Abm
Fix ya lens, getcha spend
Ya game been up and still pretend
A
Bbm
That ya spend, dividends
Ebm
Don't pretend that yo' whip's a Ben z
Gb
Abm
You talkin 'bout they slang and
Even got no thang
A
Niggas be talkin 'bout they swang
Bbm
And even got no swangs
Ebm
Spent my broad, leave a complaint
Abm
I ain't gon' charge her to the game
A
Tellin that ho to release a Visa
Bbm
Ebm
Then I'mma charge her for a ring
Gb
Abm
Me and Pimp be ridin candy 'l lac
That's a Cadillac my nigga, matter fact
And I sold it to 'em, plus he had a track
Bbm
So he grabbed the deck and
then he added that
Ebm
Them boys was frontin like
Gb
Abm
They had the stacks
So my nigga told me that they
had the Jag
I picked the phone up and
Bbm
I handled that
Ebm
That's multi- jewelry, let 'em have it back
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