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Tropico is a construction and management simulation video game developed by PopTop Software and published by Gathering of Developers in April 2001. Feral Interactive has developed and published a number of the games in the series for Mac OS X. The games see the player taking the role of "El Presidente", the ruler of a fictional island country in the Caribbean during the Cold War era from the 1950s onward. The game is tongue-in-cheek in its presentation of semi-democratic banana republics, using a great deal of humor while still referencing such topics as totalitarianism, electoral fraud, and the interventions of powerful companies (United Fruit is implied) and the Cold War superpowers (the United States and Soviet Union). This is similar to the previous 8bit … more »

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(Stacks, ayy, stop playin' with 'em, huh)
Locky yeah (Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on)

Hol' on, wait, you need
To check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys
Yeah hol' on, wait, you need
To check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys
Yeah

Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, wait
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, wait (Hol' on)
They all on my body, I'm hot (Woah)
I was posted on the blocks, yeah (Woah)
I got shawties givin' top
The gang out here with a mop, yeah (Woah)
We outside and we not scared
We don't fear men
Got a BOA and a Chevy and we pullin' in (Oh)
I'm shootin' shit just like Curry
There's no missin'
I'm feelin' richer than ever and
That was the mission (Gang, gang)

Hol' on, wait
(Wait) , you need to check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys
Yeah hol' on, wait, you need
To check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys
Yeah

Look, huh, hol' on, wait, I made
Like thirty just last night, huh
Try to copy the wave but they
Know what happen the last time
Hol' on, wait, huh, step on
The foreign, no fees, huh
Hunnid K all on my jeans, huh
Now I'm the one, they want me, huh
Huh, look, huh, she wanna f*ck in the mansion
Huh, look, huh, huh, trap a nigga
Ain't no pension
Huh, huh, huh, huh, Glock 40
Keep your distance huh, look, huh, huh
'cause the shooters with me never hesitant

Hol' on, wait, you need
To check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys
Yeah hol' on, wait, you need
To check the receipts, yeah
I put your wifey to sleep, uh
We makin' thirty a week, ho
Tryna be rich, don't hang me up (No)
We come from the block, yeah, from alleys
Yeah

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