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Yeah, yeahI'm a spit some of this real gameSome real shit, some real talkNa, na, whoa, oh, whoaUgh, check my watch, check my chainIt's simple and plain, the Chevy wit the blew out brainsAs I bounce and mash, count this cashFloss and flash, cop and blow a zip wit BashSince everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's?I'm across the finish line, tell me where's the flags?Brought my rag top, should have brought the JagOn the beach me and Beesh, look at all this assI could tell you stories but can show you cashGive you game and secrets that I know you'll passTo the next playa hater and he'll break like glassNow I got a bunch of people digging' through my padsSo I choose to floss 'cause who's the boss, let's ink itIt's Richie Rich for those who thought re-think itSome yell it and tell it, I blow it and smoke it and smell itLet's spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?I can show you better than I can tell yaSongtexteI can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaBut it's really nothin' thoughBut it's really nothin' thoughI could show you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayneWhat's the deal?I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman grillI got the keys to the Chevy CapriceI could show you mother fuckin' snitches straight to BelizeNow that's low, fa sho', conspiracy and paroleI could show you real cats doin' time over a hoI could show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mindI could show you dime pieces in school fashion designI could show you streetlights and heart beak hotelsI could show you young cats gettin' popped wit yayoDown to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in meAnd from the looks of thangs the popo's ain't understandin' meThe original digital scale readerThe pedigree playa who be stackin' his VelveetaI could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin'I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's really nothin'I can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaBut it's really nothin' thoughBut it's really nothin' thoughI could show you, I could reach you and teach youI know you and where you comin' from, I understand itThis been goin' on forever dog, it's no endLife is like a bullet in your back from a close friendDisappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by myselfNever knowin' where I'm goin' start to wonder myself, yeahMoney was a necessity, my greed got the best of meYou think you smokin' Uncle be, who got the recipe?I'm sayin' it's nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearlyI'd rather you respect me than fear meI came a long way and still I got a while to goYou probably thinkin' to yourself, "What's he smilin' for?"My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his thangSo if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and know itWe takin' this money, big bundles of billsI'm like a whole 'nother person when it come to this skrillI can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaBut it's really nothin' thoughBut it's really nothin' thoughI can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaI can show you better than I can tell yaBut it's really nothin' thoughBut it's really nothin' though Aus Songtexte Mania