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Charts
Peak #32
Peak in subgenre #4
Rights
Street Money Records
Uploaded
February 10, 2011
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MP3 2.7 MB, 128 kbps, 2:54
Character
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relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
Verse 1: Now you can talk slick to a bitch- but don't brain wash yourself- tha name across my belt' I'm the champion- damper don- wave a wand- niggas get graves by dawn- your kids slaves to my sons' just the sign of ways of the days to come- no justice without no hope' I just was tired of being broke- I'm tired of selling dope' and running from them folks- they want me hanging from a rope- but I'm going to sing it how it's wrote' and bet a million dollars I ain't changing nan note- got them stacked up to the celling'- niggas makin a killing ' bitches is willing' long as she straight and she chilling- 38 in the waist I'm concealing- all my life I been a villain' I'll rather be that then be a victim' cause niggas will try to stick ya' if they think your ass slipping' never that I ain't tripping' yeah cause im tha realest- and you can feel this shit- Verse 2: tha future of the game awaits- did my pushups' gain my weight- laser beams we aim dem straight- I put this shit as plain as day- far as the eyes can see- they wanna invade my privacy- from poverty to riches' like a lottery ticket- you ain't gotta lie to kick it- keep it real' I can dig it- a smiget from a midget- couple feet from a giant' my flow is so defiant- got this shit down to a science- I'ma gone size him up- fish scale' fire him up- duct tape' tie him up' randsom money not enough- on the wire knotted up- transac' man that boy sick like some anthrax- or H-2 and 1' I'll take 2 and 1- the lucky number 23 ' and I been had dough' I wouldn't nutti'n but 23 wit a couple hundred niggas under me- you wanna be- it's one of me-
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