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Ayo, you better flee hops, or get your head flown three blocks

L keep rappers' hearts pumpin' like Reeboks

And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts

Some brothers'd still be virgins if crack never came out

I got the wild style, always been a foul child

My guns go "boom-boom" and your guns go "pow-pow"

I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shotty smokin'

Front, and get half the bones in your body broken

And when it comes to gettin' nookie I'm not a rookie

I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi

I run with sturdy cliques, I'm never hittin' dirty chicks

Got thirty-five bodies, buddy, don't make it thirty-six

Pushin' them drugs and slangin' birds kept my hustle tight

Doin' it wrong, because I never knew to do it right

Comin' up age I watch my uncle make alotta M's

Mackin' them hoes, because my uncle was the latest pimp

Learnin' to roast, and strategy on how to pull a ho

Age seventeen, I'm clockin' bitches, makin' cash flow

Paid in full from shit I say when I be on the mic

Bump in your ears, 'cause it's the shit that all you **** like

So many hoes-

Pushin' them drugs and slangin' birds kept my hustle tight

Doin' it wrong, because I never knew to do it right

Comin' up age I watch my uncle make alotta M's

Mackin' them hoes, because my uncle was the latest pimp

Learnin' to roast, and strategy on how to pull a ho

Age seventeen, I'm clockin' bitches, makin' cash flow

Paid in full from shit I say when I be on the mic

Bump in your ears, 'cause it's the shit that all you **** like

So many hoes