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Step out the car, all they see is the goldAll I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soulAs I step on the corner, they wanna be like meWatch how I move, I got Rees on my feetShoes on the whip, got the tints on the carGot the .40 on my hip, bad bitch, I'm not a starChopper in the trunk, I got a chopper in the trunkChopper in the trunk, I got a chopper in the trunkOnce a nigga use it then you know you gotta throw itSnakes in the grass, motherfucker I'mma mow itProblems, I'ma donPut in all my effortSpend a couple dollars nigga, blocka-blocka-blockaGunnin' for the throne, yeah boy, you want my crownMichael body-count, Pacquiao, you're going downWanna see a dead body, see a dead body?Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body?I'll show it to ya nigga, wanna see a dead body?Teflon Don, Bon Jovi, John GottiStep on the block, they wanna be like meLook at his watch, he wanna be like meStep on the corner, they wanna be like meI fear no man, it's time to move this keyI put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shotSongtexteShoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your topStep out the car, all they see is the goldAll I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soulSo who they wanna be like? Me, that's right, GunplayA player that'll take it to the paint without a pump fakeThumbin' through the check, your bitch shootin' me the fuck faceI ain't sparin' bitches 'round this bitch, ain't nothin' safeYou know what I'm 'bout, I'm 'bout that motherfuckin' actionLock a loose pit out the gate, broke the latchesGot a $1000 blunt, smoke it 'til there ain't no ashesKeep choppers in my trunk and Bibles on my dashesWho wanna boot it for me? You don't wanna do that homie'Cause I got a heater with the motherfuckin' cooler on itLeave a nigga icy in the middle of the summerMiddle of that dice game, tryna roll his numberYou talking crazy but me and you knowI take it down like I been here beforeI don't OD like someone tripled the doseScreech on me, loaded clip with some dopeStep on the block, they wanna be like meLook at his watch, he wanna be like meStep on the corner, they wanna be like meI fear no man, it's time to move this keyI put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shotShoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your topStep out the car, all they see is the goldAll I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soulWhen I step out the 'Vert bitches jump out they skirtThey know what money look like and what a real nigga worthGettin' money everyday, not just 15th and the 1stI whip out my dick, hoes quenchin' they thirstI be tourin' with a warrant, spillin' Bel-Air when I pour itHoes not allowed to speak English in my foreignYou don't get your issue when you fuckin' with the donLogan and the loaded rifle that I'm holdin' longThey don't want this pressure, they don't want this pressureSix pistols sittin' by my brick compressorDirty as my draws isKnockin' pictures off the walls bitch (Hunnid in a drum)Niggas on that Flocka, shootin' grannies off of rockersKnockin' meat up off of tacos like blocka-blocka-blockaI be whippin' the rock, you be trickin' on thotsI jump up out the drop like coke out the potStep on the block, they wanna be like meLook at his watch, he wanna be like meStep on the corner, they wanna be like meI fear no man, it's time to move this keyI put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shotShoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your topStep out the car, all they see is the goldAll I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soulWanna see a dead body, see a dead body?Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body?I'll show it to ya nigga, wanna see a dead body?Teflon Don, Bon Jovi, John GottiStep out the car, all they see is the goldAll I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soulBut they think it's my soulBut they think it's my soul Aus Songtexte Mania