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    It ain't really take no time to see, these niggas ain't on timing
    Diddy-bopping around the ring like Ali
    Showing off my teeth, smiling
    My response to cheap talk
    Keep your guard up
    Niggas eavesdropping with weak jaws
    We chop trees, spark 'em
    My dreams foggy

    Unique offers, tell the giant I need like three from this most recent bean harvest
    Geeked off it, stock pilin' drip, I'm puttin' shit on like Steve Harvey
    Me, G and Jean Dawson threw a three piece at the stripper pole like let's see it
    Go on, let's get this thing started
    Arm all in the thing like Vince Carter, overall y'all baby shit soft
    We first team all league marksmen
    Let it sing, sing on ya like a voice from East Harlem

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    Easy target, three ball game blouses
    Let the purple rain douse him
    I thought it was a drought
    Heard it through word of mouth, it's on the floor like Chris Farley
    They markin' niggas out
    The streets watching and filming now, what's the lick Ahki?
    They hawkin' niggas down
    I ain't hear a sound, niggas clique hoppin' I ain't lift a brow
    It didn't shock me

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