The Hardway
Vest
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Bitches call my phone the learn the hard way She want me to pick up I tell her hold it down You aint gotta wait for me when I'm not around Bitches call my phone they learn the hard way I pull up no roof no roof but thats old news old news She keep saying I love her but theres no proof no proof I told her she need to grow up no produce produce I told her my feelings disappeared no poof no poof She like why you wont pick up the phone I tried I tried But the way my life set up girl I grind I grind Don't want no 9-5 just keep my 9 alive Cuz ion trust niggas to many be dyin outside So keep up an u can catch a attitude if u wanna You will never get a piece of this dick thats a bonus Thats when the birds flu in they musta had pneumonia Smart dumb bitches they deserve a side bitch diplomas I aint no doctor bitch but know how doctors feel These hoes dumb well now I know how uncle phil Will they come thru I already know they will Play they cards right they already know the deal real niggas wats up Bitches call my phone the learn the hard way She want me to pick up I tell her hold it down You aint gotta wait for me when I'm not around Bitches call my phone they learn the hard way Well niggas it's on I fly high you niggas not in my zone I fly by look they they out of control Look nobody home Me nobody can hold on to the next case My lawyers make moves while the crew go out an check mates I'm that great bitches looking until they neck break Her neck work made it disappear like boy yo dick in MySpace Read between the lines that's in every book that I face Ready to die for it if they try to take it off my plate Why hate keep it a stack a couple hunnid bills Straight from the jungle boy I know just how that hunger feel They ain't believe me well I guess that mean I'm hunting still Give em a hand they will never find a better deal Kill the game an say a prayer before I leave the scene (Amen) Wash the blood my hitters call me mr clean (Clean) I'm all about them bills I think its 1993 Want me to stop tell me wats in it for me ok we'll fuk it I gotta get Ok well fuk it I gotta get it I started I gotta finish If my niggas down for life I back em up with the same sentence Niggas be watchin credit should put my name it Bite my style so much look like we use the same dentist The foolery aint new to me I cant relate collectors still callin So much on my plate I aint got time to watch who really starving Look back I never bother my foot stay on the throttle So count it up tonight we drinking out of every bottle The same motto blessings stacking like some legos They know see I just wanna be around dineros I just hang with the good fellas Cooking something to bump to so more than ppl in the hoods feel us Can't stop it cross the line if they want to We all make mistakes I'm just the wrong one to cut thru I swim wit the killas u niggas looking like shark food Smell what I'm cooking I just hit em with the rock move I'm to dope This right here go for everybody When I drop I john doe tag the toe of everybody You hot or you not an I can tell the difference The hit man im guilty until proven innocent
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