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Damn, it must suck to be a fuck nigga Ol' greedy ass nigga only thinking 'bout himself They get the fame, then get the wealth But people are struggling, who did you help? People are struggling, who did you help? Who did you help, fuck nigga? To all the

Hang around a lot of gang bangin' ass niggas Crip, Blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga? You might got a pistol but this stick is way bigger I call it KKK, 'cause my choppa hate niggas Issa Nightmare on Elm Street A Nightmare on Elm Street I can show

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger Yo, I'll fuck your ass up! I fuck yo ass up I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son) I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son, Wu for life}​​​​) I fuck ya ass up (fuck him up) (Hut one, hut

Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I

Make that ass drop (drop, drop) This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Nothing's impossible And all you lame niggas show me what not to do I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you" I

You need a real ass nigga like me, yeah Razor blade a heart string Who you tryna fix now? Broken record left on repeat Another buildup to the let down, the let down Steady speedin' to a new pain Tragic collision on the 110 And I wish that you would slow

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out

But all the ho shit still so smelly Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty Belch wrong, get your throat slashed Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash? Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga Nigga with

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo Fuck 'em both like ayo I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home But don't be acting like I need you I'ma take her ass down when she bring her friend around We popping like