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N-ggas say they like my old shit So I give them some old shit What the f-ck do I care, its old Shit I'll give them some old shit No, I'll give them some new shit I'll just use my old flow Looky here muthaf-cker I'm not playing Look, look Looky here muthaf-cker I'm not playing Look, look Wassup, It's 'O11 why that Maybach an '06 This n-gga boo booed up with my old bitch I put paper before hoes, thats why I'm so rich I paved the way, long dick, now we all fit Doc check my temperature, why I'm so cold? The hood left the left side of my chest froze I'm more about pimpin' gettin' bank rolls Sitting watch em trickin' on them stank hoes We can share love like Kanye and Khalifa From runways in Milan to big bags of reefer She alright for a night but don't keep her Ask Nas, Kelis was the illest Ether Songtexte My belt buckle YSL, my denim vintage My AP all iced out, my shit authentic My bread come in by the boat load, thats how I get it The cops come, say I aint do what you know I did it I aint trippin', na-na-na-na I aint trippin' I am just putting the clip in I aint at the window looking bitch I am legend, I am lethal with the weapon I am 50, I'm putting an end to n-ggas f-cking with me Yeah, I am back, I am ruler with a iron fist I am strapped, what y'all n-ggas gon do with this Wordplay all day, they say I got a gift One shot from the fifth, niggas career shift Aus Songtexte Mania