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[Verse 1]
Big .44, no safety
I'm not a bad guy, don't blame me
If I was you I'd hate me
It's no pressure, can't phase me
Tell the feds I ain't a drug dealer
But our car's fresh out the dealers
You can ask my akkie and he can say wahlahee
He knows I ain't cappin', these other **** rappin'
[Verse 2]
Hopped on the scene with the sauce
Pulled up with the SAW, eatin' right, of course
**** what you thought? Better press abort
Or you'll be vexed with the law, you get round up, applause
I know a lot of **** want my resume
E.R., this is something you can never fake
C Biz, I will fuck your wife
If you ain't feelin' me, ****, fuck your life
Say what I wanna say, give a fuck why
2 Pac, Makaveli, ****, this is thug life
Pillow-talkin' ****, you can SMD
If you don't comprehend it you can suck my dick
Treat hoes like runway, run through and take off
Fuck 'em, forget 'em, wake up and bake up
It ain't my birthday but I get my cake up
You **** fake so I say shut the fake up
I don't take L's, I just smoke L's
Got so much hoes I should own a hotel
My name ring bells, you look like you smell
I don't need ****, I link up with girls
[Verse 3]
Catch a case, they get bell, they do not tell
My work, it sells, I am a libra, I weigh by the scales
I don't beat people, I send them to hell
First class, you're Mel
Triple my cheese, one into three
If I pay attention I'm fuckin' for free
My **** fly but they sting like a bee
I am C Biz but they call me a G
[Verse 4]
Big .44, no safety
I'm not a bad guy, don't blame me
If I was you I'd hate me
It's no pressure, can't phase me
Tell the feds I ain't a drug dealer
But our car's fresh out the dealers
You can ask my akkie and he can say wahlahee
He knows I ain't cappin', these other **** rappin'
[Verse 5]
Look at my chain reaction, Versace chain reaction
I got a way with fashion, I got away with bangin'
I got away with trappin'
I got away with block life, a lot of gang shit
To fuckin' bitches in the mansion
I'm the **** that these **** hate
Reason being 'cause we can't relate
Keep your bad energy miles away
Put all my jewelry in a wall safe
[Verse 6]
Big .44, no safety
I'm not a bad guy, don't blame me
If I was you I'd hate me
There's no pressure, can't phase me
Tell the feds I ain't a drug dealer
But our car's fresh out the dealers
You can ask my akkie and he can say wahlahee
He knows I ain't cappin', these other **** rappin'
[Verse 7]
(He knows I ain't cappin', these other **** rappin')
(You can ask my akkie and he can say wahlahee)
(He knows I ain't cappin', these other **** rappin')
Written by: sean dovens
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