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    Fuck a diss record
    I'm on that get the bricks record
    I wanna get rich record
    You fuck boys!!

    I be sippin' lean with the good lord doin' drug deals with the devil
    But my brothers been out on tour but I been gettin' it on another level
    I can't twitter beef with these pussy niggas I'm trying to get get rich forever
    And you know I roll with a whole lot of crips that will load of clips that will hit whoever
    Tell that lil nigga better get his together
    Hard headed I don't know no better
    No friends came home from the pen
    Wit a pocket full of lint and a big meech letter
    And I'm fuck wat donald trump talk bout I like change when I met rosetta
    So I'm on my way to the border pickin up a order running through the dust
    Bitch you know still running round with the desert
    Can't let a nigga take my treasure
    Gotta keep it in the street
    These niggas too weak
    Some beefs just never get settled
    I would buy a brick with your bezel
    I would spray a mac at your maybach
    I be really rich rollin' cuz and niggas know I don't play that

    Bitch I helped el chapo come home
    I'm too turnt
    Aye bitch you know
    (I know they told you)
    I know you know
    (Don't play with me)
    Bitch I helped el chapo come home
    (I got the hood turnt)
    Aye did you know
    (I know they told you)
    I know you know
    (Don't fuck with me)

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    Real niggas ain't got time to entertain none of that fake shit
    I don't wanna hear about nicki, meek mill or none of that drake shit
    ? Still been ducking curly head he hoping out the gay shit
    My young been trying to get some bread so I gave him a 8th to play with
    I still on that ak shit the one that I shoot up the rafe with
    Choppa give that nigga face lift you know imma do wat u say fif
    I'm trying to keep you out way fif
    I know you'll pull up where they stay fif
    I'll get it done with the yay fif
    You ain't go when u say fif
    Rich niggas stay hand to hand
    White, green, brown and the tan
    Running round with the taliban
    Trying to kill the man that killed sandra bland
    Imma stick ya chain and play?
    Imma put this pistol to ya brain
    I got the plug permission
    Some of yall bout to come up missing

    Bitch I helped el chapo come home
    I'm too turnt
    Aye bitch you know
    (I know they told you)
    I know you know
    (Don't play with me)
    Bitch I helped el chapo come home
    (I got the hood turnt)
    Aye did you know
    (I know they told you)
    I know you know
    (Don't fuck with me)

    Bitch I helped el chapo come home
    (Loco, loco)
    Bitch I helped el chapo come home
    (I got the hood turnt)
    (Loco, loco)
    (I know they told you)
    (Don't fuck with me)

    I'm on that
    I'm on that 50 money shit
    That mayweather money shit
    That eminem money shit
    Dr. Dre money shit
    You know I'm on that shit
    So miss me with the bullshit
    I'm on real nigga time homie
    You know what it is tho
    Aight

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