ft. Ghetto Twiinz
[Chorus]
I started small timedope gamecocaine
Pushin rocks on the blockI m never broke main
Sportin jewelry and the shit they came wit rollin hard
You try to serve me you ll get servedwit no regard [2x]
[Twin 1]
I gotta do what I gotta do in this game
I started small timedope gamecocaine
I went from quarters to ounces to slangin ki s bitch
I went from rags to riches and I m stackin G s quick
Now the popo s wanna come and get a nigga
I m gonna knock em on they ass cuz my shit is bigga
I got my block sewed upgot them rocks swole up
Keep my shit on cock in case they roll up
Niggas wanna stick me for my G s and ki s
But believe I m gone make dem bitches bleed indeed
You can bring it bring it bring it but you can t stop this
Bulletproof in case you bitches try to pop this
Can t stop what I m ishin out
I m thugged out
Final real Cormega shita drughouse
Get the razorblade and a test tube and a cocaine
Niggas swell in this dope game
Check me out
[Chorus]
[Scarface]
I m on a all night flight
Swingin these othersgot these cluckers all on me
Steady sweatin me for credittryin to act like they know me
Show me the moneyit ain t funny
Want a twenty or a dime
See I m a hustla on the grind
Can t do nothin for five
Get out my face
This ain t the place
To run game on me homie
That five dollars that you shakin
Can t change nothin here homie
I saw some misses bout the riches
Double cross meswim wit the fishes
I m inchin wit one-way tickets
To them bitches who didn t get itget it
Twist itpaper chasin
On this bacon I m makin
All that plottin and that fakin
Got you dancin wit Satan
See you hatin on a playa
Way too major for bustas
Bring the ruckus muthafuckas
If you think you can touch us
Get on the prime co s
Load the black rhinosin the 5-4
Villainkillin children barricadin my millions
While I m small time dealin
I m just smugglin chickens
Get my G s in position
I m cookin ki s in the kitchen
Small time
[Chorus]
[Twin 2]
I got a pocket full of stones
Where the fiends at
Got them big ol boulders
That s where the G s at
Can t fuck wit rattin ass hoes
A bitch don t need dat
And for you jackin ass niggas
I ll have that heat yeah
I m takin em down
I m beatin that ass
I m puttin that thang all in dey face
Comin for my G snigga please
Bitch it s steady straight
Makin emgettin dividend
Got it hot yeah in-between
If them popo s come and get me
Let me outI m doin again
We lowkiloeverythang I worked fo
Have my girl workin that corner
Don t come up in this shorthoe
Never seenyou know what I mean
All about that crispy green
Have it sewed up from H-town back to New Orleans
Murder murder if you play me short
Takin heads clean off this bitch and bustin hard
Fiends have my block on fire and have me workin it
And my boys on the corner out there twirkin it
They twirkin it
[Chorus & Fade out]

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