I could've did it like West Coast and all that

This won ' t be seen on your VMA's

Real n***a hustle in my DNA

Fly n***a number three MJ ´ s

And I drop the top n***a

Let ' em see the waves

Check my rear view speed away

Seats are sway I keep a bay I Keep a dime )

Matters fact

I hope that you wore ya ski ´ s today

Cause we sellin ´ snowballs called keys and yay

And this the type of life they try to keep away

With due respect bow your head so we could pray A salam)

Seven hail marys like a priest would say

Then drop a bomb on your block maintain geez a day

You better duck when the heaters spray

Word to the mother cause you'll never get to see the stray

I thought I ' d never get to see the day

And this the type of life I get the breath and say

So who blood and who bluffing

And I ain ' t acting so it really ain ' t nothing at all)

Get you held captive niggas just bustin

You need more than pro active if these bullets do touch em

I've could've did LA and tossed it upwith the big shots

You know pull the roaster up with the wig popped for real)

Still loaded up I'll get your wig popped

Bitches lose focus when the kid let the lid drop

A hundred for the coupe thirty for the cane

And use the shit so I dropped it on the chain

Don ' t mind me just some shit on my brain

She on stage toss it up like fingers when they bang

And like if we get pulled over

Is she gonna cry that it ´ s all over

Burn money in this b***h to the mall close up

Hit-wonder call the next one over

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