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One of the last real niggas alive Truly believe that I feel that Prolly RT that I did it all for the paper I did it all for the cash Chop up the greens wit' a razor I got my man off his ass I put my man on his feet He ain't gotta give me shit back Look in they face and they mad That's just the way that I act I got my bitch a bag, if she play me, I'm takin' it back Brand new 600, I don't even drive, I just sit in the back Play with that money, get kidnapped while your kids take a nap I could see her phone, you just keep callin' while yo' bitch in my lap I risked it all for a package Bought a Patek wit' the back-end I'm gettin' neck all through traffic I got respect to my casket Niggas love it when you strugglin' They don't like it when you havin' Fuck a chain, I bought another ratchet Mixed up designer, but it's matchin' SongtexteIn the hood we been famous Get rich wit' a scale and a razor Respect gangsters and real shit I cannot respect if you hatin' My neck and my wrist like a glacier I smoke 'til you think I'm from Asia Get some money, I bet they gon' hate ya I be gone when she wake up In the hood we been famous Get rich with a scale and a razor Respect gangsters and real shit I cannot respect if you hatin' My neck and my wrist like a glacier I smoke 'til you think I'm from Asia Get some money, I bet they gon' hate ya I be gone when she wake up I told that bitch take off her makeup Come eat me while I smoke this eighth up If I get a scale and a razor, you gon' think a nigga play for the Lakers Go play for the Clippers if you was a barber My nigga, you could never fade us Shorty don't work at the bank, but she like to chase She won't get no pay stubs Pay me to pull up, I hate clubs I bend her over, don't make love Not my C-Day, but I'm caked up Jumped the DJ, he ain't play cuz Heats in the Wraith feel like fur Open up that safe or get murcked To the trap, like Tom Shep and Bernie Mac, can't erase what we were In the hood we been famous Get rich wit' a scale and a razor Respect gangsters and real shit I cannot respect if you hatin' My neck and my wrist like a glacier I smoke 'til you think I'm from Asia Get some money, I bet they gon' hate ya I be gone when she wake up In the hood we been famous Get rich with a scale and a razor Respect gangsters and real shit I cannot respect if you hatin' My neck and my wrist like a glacier I smoke 'til you think I'm from Asia Get some money, I bet they gon' hate ya I be gone when she wake up Get rich wit' a scale and a razor I be gone when she wake up Get rich wit' a scale and a razor I be gone when she wake up Aus Songtexte Mania