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Aye, yo, mother
Yo, yo, yo, my, what's his name, my little workout anthem
It's the Grillz nigga, though, you heard me? (Yeah)
My workout anthem (Yeah, that), I be using that
I be wildin', they be like, "Yo, this
Nigga tryna tear the bar down and shit"
This nigga goin' crazy (You feel me? Word to mother)
I'm like, yeah, I'm like, yeah, so I feel my homie
This call is from a federal prison
I had made this dude from outta Cali
I'm like, "Yo, you gotta go listen to this"
You know what I mean? (Yeah)
Him and the Philly dude, I'm like, "Yeah, y'all gotta go
Listen to this and then you'll see why I be goin' crazy here"
You heard me? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "You see what he said?" (Yeah)
I said, "You see what he said about that real nigga?"
I said, "He really do that, though"
You feel me? (You hear me? You hear me?)
I'm like, hahaha
I'm like, "I'm like that real boy" (I make my
Name up in these streets like a real nigga)
You heard me? (You know what I mean?)
You really? Hahaha (Keep them in my Jeep like a real nigga)
Yeah, you right, that's a fact, though
I make sure all my homies eat like a real nigga)
You really, man? (I'll fuck your bitch
And go to sleep like a real nigga)
This call is from a federal prison
This me listenin' to him with this shit, I'm like, "
Damn, these niggas, these niggas basically hated me off"
You heard me? (You feel me?)
Niggas tryna blackball and shit (Yup)
, You know what I'm sayin'? Hahaha
Nigga, you know they try to block the real so
The fake can prevail, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whole thing (Like, nah, 'cause, 'cause it's like)
They like, if nigga, if the fake is around
It's like fake nigga with fake diamonds, nigga
When the real shit come around, it's gon' make these niggas look funny
They ain't gon' shine the same, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't no
Ain't no fake, ain't no such thing as fake diamonds
They must be cubic zirconia (You feel me?), you hear me?
They gon' be like, "Well, how—"
They gon' say, "Well, then, then the bitches start
Askin', 'Wait, how you real if this nigga just
Smacked you in your face? Then what is he, then?'"
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, you right
Or, "How you 'posed to be this but you ain't doin'
It like this nigga?" You know what I mean?
You see that, you see that song that say, "
I shoot, I smack, I'ma snuff him," you heard me?
You feel me? Word to mother
Hahaha
You see they, you see they hit that monkey with it
The monkey out cryin' bad, nigga goin'
Bad, man, all those niggas told you
That nigga cryin' bad, boy, goin' bad
Aye, aye, yo, yo, word
Yo, I might die in here, niggas said I might die in
Here, but whatever type of, what type of corny shit
You ain't knowin' what it was like, groupie, all that
Groupie and lap dancin' shit a nigga was doin' in that
Lap dancin' (And then they was like, "
Where your people at now?") You feel me?
Like, you know what I'm sayin'?
Nigga dick-ridin', nigga, dick-ridin' ain't no form of transportation
That, that ain't no form of transportation
You know that shit, you heard me?
Nigga dick-ridin' his way into an indictment, how you
Dick-ride your way into an indictment? That's crazy
This call is from a federal prison
That's, that's crazy, I never heard about a nigga dick-
Ridin' his way into an indictment, nigga, that's crazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo
And, and, but it's so fucked up 'cause a nigga was
Wishin' all this shit on a nigga like me, though
That's a fact, yup, I remember
I remember the interview and all that, yup
Yeah, shit just stop workin', I'm like, "Nigga, I never even said
No shit like that but you, when it came to you, on your head"
You know what I mean? Like, it's
Crazy as hell (Come on, my nigga, yup)
Nigga keepin' it, nigga keepin' it outside, but you know how it go
Yeah, uh-huh
You know, one thing about them tables, they always turn, my nigga
Yeah, yeah, you right, that's a fact
Them tables always turn, you feel me?)
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