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ya man Finally figured out the game Got nothin' to lose And a whole fuckin' lot to gain [Outro - J. Cole] Bwoy. Yeah, nigga. Uh, J. Cole nigga. Yeah. B.o.B nigga Uh, A.T.L
a tough ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a little ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an international ho? A rich ho, or
but never on teenage rims And I keep a chick's face between limbs Stylin ya'll heard about my kick game I'm on the parkway see me at the Knick game Probably
they face Me and Doug and Ro, up on a paper chase Trying to get it like a fiend, with a top case In the race we done did that, candy blue In the lap, wearing a
upper cutting in your face Body blows and jabs, for niggas hating on S.L.A.B You come with that bullshit, guaranteed I'm beating your ass It been a long
cause a hoe K-I double L-A-K-L-A-N to the B to the A to the M, gotta represent Never know with a lifestyle, with a five dolla with a mile Gotta get my
thang, so even kids wanna try now Then lie down and get ran through Nobody watches them clocking, the evil men do Faced with the demons, addicted
enemies Y'all know how we do it [Verse Three] I be the Young N-O, to the B-L-E Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z M-A-R was the for starters, flee the whole cartridge
analyze You're lookin at a bitch who specialize in tellin lies She got a body make a motherfucker fantasize Her face ain't never shed a tear through
I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face When I gave her the keys to her own house. This your land. Your only son done became a man. Watchin
rollin' rollin' rollin' Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump nigga When we rollin' rollin' rollin' [Chorus] [Verse 2] niggas Love me in L.A
Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck,
