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We got heaters, smoke, drank, bitches Fours, deuces, treys, switches Riders, money, houses, boats Notes, uncompromisin' quotes Tweakers on molly, in the hills livin' Glocks, scopes, chops with the switches Ferraris, Richard Millie, models on dope Four double O, now a nigga want the smoke (West Coast) I'ma bang on bitch boys (uh-oh) Bentley trucks, G wagons, then his bitch toys You ain't say my name in that diss song Bitch ass nigga, that's not a diss, boy It's YG aka Chin-Checker 4Hunnid worth 50 million, I'm a rich stepper Whoa, I might pop out in some leather Or in some Dickies like, fuck your Margiela Twist your fingers up, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (oh) Throw up your gang, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga-nigga, bang It's all the same, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang Twist your fingers up, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) Throw up your gang, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) It's all the same, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) Yeah, bang on 'em (bang on 'em) Mr. Gangster with designer, get strange on 'em (uh-oh) I hang with the savages, we got rank on 'em (sacks) Went from broke to rich, I had to change on 'em (yeah) Cherry red, I'm flamed up, cherry red Chucks (yeah) On gang, Blood, we don't do no head up's I'm the one they call when they get jammed up Yellin', "Free the gang", we don't do handcuffs Big drip, hoes tricks, Glock .9, long clips Bitch strip-pole, gripped on Bloods, I'm with a few Crips Fuck good, love hard, I burnt out my love chart Black trucks bulletproof, them Glocks on my security guard Rich nigga, six figures, ain't shit, you bitch nigga Lit nigga, they pay me to pop shit, nigga A verse from me is like four or five bricks, nigga And at the video shoot, I do this, nigga Twist your fingers up, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (oh) Throw up your gang, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga-nigga, bang It's all the same, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang Twist your fingers up, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) Throw up your gang, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) What set you claim, nigga? Bang, nigga-nigga, bang (bang) It's all the same, nigga, bang, nigga-nigga, bang We got heaters, smoke, drank, bitches Fours, deuces, treys, switches Riders, money, houses, boats Notes, uncompromisin' quotes Tweakers on molly, in the hills livin' Glocks, scopes, chops with the switches Ferraris, Richard Millie, models on dope Four double O, now a nigga want the smoke (West Coast)