No Limit
Peezy
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Make a bitch say, "Uh, " like I'm P I been seein' murder I'm 'bout it 'bout it with them P's Nigga stutter like Silkk the Shocker He see that piece Treat the plug like the dealership, nigga Hand over them keys Nigga owe up, he better hand over that cheese 'Fore I drop a bag on you and That shit be out my reach Thousand dollar t-shirt on up under the mink All-white AP You can see it through my sleeve Been off the porch I'm the man in the trenches Ask about me, nigga I got my hands in some millions All my bitches bad, Celine bags on they arm YSL crocodile from gettin' beans Out the pharm' I ain't on IG with it, I'm in the field I ain't never ran from no Nigga and never will Jus got off the plane in Atlanta with seven seals Nigga, I make deals Want them houses on the hill Mascot for this designer shit Every time I drip Put a ten in my wall safe every time I flip Plenty different hustles Got my hands in all kind of shit Never turned back the first time I paid my mama rent Never fucked a plug over, name one hundred I'm like Candyman, a nigga say my name I'm comin' when they see us in the club Niggas hide they woman street nigga F*ck the same hoes as Andre Drummond Bitch, I ball, I don't hoop In the mall, me and Snoop F*ck a nigga whole bag up, go home and recoup Titty bar ran outta singles Had to make 'em reboot Go to war with this money F*ck you boys wanna do? Tenth car this year, third watch this month Jackie Chan around this bitch I do my own stunts on my wintertime grind I sat down four months Three-five in one Backwood when I roll blunts They ain't fuckin' with me, not at all Shit come easy, I don't try to ball Get all in a bitch head like Tylenol Real killers on my team ridin' With me right or wrong Better have that shit you rappin' 'bout Before you write a song Niggas wanna trick me outta my position If you really tryna eat, I got a proposition Thirty racks on me But I ain't finna cop a chicken Ghetto Boyz, nigga I don't see no competition Can't do no dirt with these Niggas 'cause they'll tattle Who got the most cheese in this Bitch? Let's have a battle So many fuckin' snakes in the grass Can hear 'em rattle I said f*ck the new 550, I want a Phantom You need it, then we got it Come get your hands on it And it can take a two Go put some extra grams on it You better use your head before I Put some bread on it Niggas start some gangster shit and then They put the feds on you that's crazy You know what we do, nigga Ayy, Dave, let the beat ride out, nigga
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Written by: Allan Ritter, Belcalis Almanzar, Earl Taylor, Matthew Samuels, Rakim Mayers, Edgar Machuca, Gerald Gillum, Jay Fort, Jordan Thorpe, Klenord Fort
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