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Thank God for the first nigga started trapping Thank God for the first nigga started rapping Thank God for the first girl to start stripping And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em 'em I got a problem with these niggas Trigger finger keep itchin'

Paul, yo, um So I got your message, I wish you would answer the fuckin' phone No, I don't plan to reply to everybody who fuckin' says something fucked up about me But I will say this, I was reading some comments last night about, like What people are

Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome

You wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies You wouldn't get far, if you kept your legs closed It would be just a waste of time But you know, you wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars You know who you

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I'ma show 'em 'em how to act Everybody people, everybody bleed, everybody need something Okay I was gone for a minute but I'm back now Sit the fuck fuck back down Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood Oh it’s like that now? I'ma show you mothafuckas how to act

Matter of fact, I don't even care where you been Bad vibes, get off of me Outta here with that fuckery Treat my goals like property Collect them like Monopoly Won't come if there's not a fee And if they try come stoppin' me

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