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often a playa think on how the game use to be continue this cash flow with bustas runnin' wit me we were sucka free releasin' heat for the city no pity for motherfuckas gettin' rolled like phillies it's all aboard a life now I'm addicted to the game bring pain when ever necessary niggas know the name bitches bumpin' their gums so put the DA in motion they thinkin' ya shit is legit I be slangin' dope for the locos so think again you plottin' on my dividends listen to your bitch ass friends tellin' you buck it was a biz so intense of your reaction the satisfaction with no compassion have a nigga broke is in your fashion fuckin' you all day, every day never havin' no money Songtextebut sex, nade and GA it was a lost cause it can never be the way it was so stop hatin' bitch quit bumpin' your gums [chorus] fuckin' wit a nigga like me you end up in a cemetery speakin' on thangs tell me what part of the game will make you want to talk up on a nigga mang fuckin' with a nigga like me you end up in a cemetery speakin' on thangs tell me what part of the game will make you want to talk up on a nigga mang all up on my josses tryin' to play the role with no self control tryin' to tell me how the game goes led me down the wrong path thinkin' we were friends we established the flow and you were all about the ends nigga don't take it wrong I know a man got to do what he gotta but you were milkin' motherfuckas just for pennies and dollas you made a wrong move swished up and lost your cut fuckin' wit them other niggas now you can't come up and it's a damn shame you let them knock you out the frame it's funny what niggas do when they affected by the nade you played yourself chalk it as a lost but what would you expect runnin' your mouth like toss it cost and what a price to pay I know you niggas is hurtin' for certain the show is over time to close the motherfuckin' curtain so what I'm sayin' my shit is way vicious that shit you poppin' niggas isn't stop bumpin' your gums [chorus] let me tell you about this fool I knew we use to run together on the hustle killin' bitches for fun light skin, long hair, thick bodies choppin' up the hoes like we both knew karate it was known fact those freaks could hit the track but my homie really didn't want to see it like that he started sidebustin' lyin' to me tellin' him the truth off the hook now he's pushin' off the roof but in my direction cause both hoes I was sexin' they had allegations but never no confessions just fuck sessions off of hennessy and lemon sqeeze tell my boy everything let the hoes know the scheme kick him off the team that's what I had to do he was hatin' on the nigga cause he was fuckin' 2 cock block it nigga he wanted all to himself get your motherfuckin' cape off the shelf and stop bumpin' your gums Aus Songtexte Mania