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Man's the nicest Old school nigga that bangs devices She's telling me I've got handsomitis And thanks for the invite, man's delighted Got the gangster license You can get in cheap, those handsome prices They will never know just how gangster life is Like little young niggas holding shanks in ISIS Yeah, man's finished You think it's all funny till a man's in it Them niggas locked down got you on the phone And you ain't tryna waste up all a man's minutes And niggas banging out, moving mad silly I 'member feeling pissed when they bagged Jimmy The amount of times I've seen my friends Laying on the floor, dead, chills, mad chilly So I clank some glasses cause Man's still standing here thanks to Marcus and Man ain't like all these wank-dead artists Cause to get where they got, they had to spank some arses Man just get up and a man just marches Man just set up and a man surpasses Man pear tree it so I brang the partridge Wanted jewels from the garden so ran to Clarky's They already know, man's in it I bag shh and I bag thingy SongtexteFat philly, had to drop it out Couldn't have my little son like "dad, bring me" Sad singing MAC ringing and the strap spinning I'm back, billing round the back, chilling I go hard on the wack grilling The stretched arms for the fat bringing It gets dark when the MAC's swinging The crack breddas and the cat women But rap's got me round the back swimming It's that nigga, nigga, rap's in him Tap niggas out and back pin him Get your figures out and back bend it Stick your finger out and man, sing it The last ones left Always kept it real, that's why the rats are vexed Always kept the steel in case they have to step And straight back out the ting and put a cat to rest But they love us because we rap the best And they know that man are trill the way we get mad respect Aus Songtexte Mania