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Make his fuckin' jelly jump, step daddy got hit with a pump Maybe you was in yo' drop, that's when my boys love to pop Tellin' bitches 'bout my past, you can get hit in yo' hat You was trickin' with my hoes, I was playin' with my noseĬomin' down, candy gold, nigga y'all was playin the role Gucci shop, Bally shop, scratch it off, in the drop On the slab, in the nab, Chef Boyardee in the labĬook it fat, cut it small, fifteen thousand at the mall Young hog, vicious dog, keep a bad-ass yellow broad When you see me recognize I'm a hog in the game They call me Tony Montana because I'm lettin' 'em hang Rap A Lot mafia life, ain't no stoppin' me 'Cause ain't shit for free, I'm on a poppin' spree You can use my style but you gon' pay me a fee Take that monkey watch off, you a bitch to me Your jewelry look funny, that ain't no byzantine chain Puttin' D on the corner heavies fuck with my nameĭoin' 90 in the Benz switchin' lane to lane I'm a pig on the streets, I'm a slug in the game I got some white and some syrup, I'm tryin' to sew up my town
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I'm a hog in the game, I got some wet and some round I'm a hog in the game, I'm a hog in the game
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Hold up, we jammin I can't let nobody hold me down These hoe's could never hold me Cause I'm comin down, playa surroundin Livin these hoe's fantasy Cause I'm choppin' blades and playin maze And these bitches, they can't stand it Peep up in this game and this thing is so demandin' (On them dubs) Choppin on dubs and showin 'em love 2000-Fizive and you are not fly enough Young bitch, hold up, hold up, young bitch Bitch, I just don't wanna stop comin' up Uh, it's never too much, the paper I make These other pussy niggas ain't real, them hoe's fake I'm Sweet James Jones when you come through bitch I treat you good because you know I'm rich I was in the ghetto, had nothin' Sold a lot of records and grabbed somethin Now, I go and do movies in L.A Playin the game the way the hustlers play And everyday I try to stack my grip and make three songs I'm tryna get my mothafuckin paper on I want the new and the new cell phone I want the new two way pager and the new mansion home In Houston cause that is my city And them other pussy niggas they records sound shitty When I see you in the town, I'ma hit you up You never could take my dream cause you niggas fucked up I can't let nobody hold me down These hoe's could never hold me Cause I'm comin down, playa surroundin Livin these hoe's fantasy Cause I'm choppin' blades and playin maze And these bitches, they can't stand it Peep up in this game and this thing is so demandin' (Comin' up) I remember when I had to come up just to come down Thats the reason for my uncontrollable ballin right now Use to be scared to walk in the store, I paid the price now My life is too valuable for me to play with life now Of course theres gon' be some niggas who gon think I done changed They find me guilty simply cause, now, I got diamonds on every thing My mouth and my pinky ring, my wrist and my neck I'm 'bout my business, so, give me my cash or give me my check See I can vividly remember me and Trae on the block Even more then hustlin', sometimes we had to lay on the block Eat, sleep, shit, piss, pray on the block To make it through the night, to see another day on the block Movin rocks got us full pockets plus knots in our socks But now, money be comin in wads like blocks Lets go half on a Yacht, I got the pot you got the chicken fried steak I can't even hear you haters, you've been muted by my paper chase I can't let nobody hold me down These hoe's could never hold me Cause I'm comin down, playa surroundin Livin these hoe's fantasy Cause I'm choppin' blades and playin maze And these bitches, they can't stand it Peep up in this game and this thing is so demandin' (Comin' up) Who would've known that this rap shit would take me far? At 18, I had a fifty-thousand dollar car I went from Jag to Benz but not the regular kind Now, I'm smokin hydro not the regular pine I spit one freestyle, now, I'm rockin clubs After 'Diamonds N Yo Face', I was coppin dubs I had to make the transition from a boy to a man So, if you wanna 16 that's forty-grand Rappers talk a lot of shit but you ain't stoppin us Look, you don't wanna bump heads with a mafia, huh Look, you don't know shit about UGK Or Mr.P I M P, representin' the trill ass niggaz