Every card don’t get dealt, nigga
Aight, you wanna try a real nigga?
Aight, I’mma show you how we deal with
ya
Aight, she wanna fuck a dope dealer
Aight, or keep fuckin’ with them
broke niggas
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ money, if you
hating
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ stripes if you hate
on me, always aight
Big, big bully, not Jaw
Big, fully off in my top draw
Big bullets, big
topped off
Pussy nigga knocked off
Living legend, Silver Seven
Beef for
dinner, pill for breakfast
Head trigger, no rogaine
Dripping oakgrain
whistle, stolen cocaine
Triple crosser, pistol tosser
Foreign car crasher,
just a flosser
She want a thug nigga, she a little choosey
Beat a life
sentence, feel like Lil’ Boosie
Aight, you wanna try a real nigga?
Aight, I’mma show you how we deal with
ya
Aight, she wanna fuck a dope dealer
Aight, or keep fuckin’ with them
broke niggas
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ money, if you
hating
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ stripes if you hate
on me, always aight
I’m a straight stunna, take hunna
Was a broke nigga, one they used to make
fun of
MMG, self made pay one up
I’m that motherfuckin’ nigga they don’t
want none of
Born shooter, Porsche tooter
Throwing jabs like four Zeb
Judah’s
Get ya reckless, so damn foolish
Slanging more stones than them
damn jewelers
Don Logan, talkin’ vulgar
Traphouse, no A.C, torn
sofa
You niggas know my mothafuckin’ pedigree
I’m Gunplay, I’m everything
I said I’d be
Aight, you wanna try a real nigga?
Aight, I’mma show you how we deal with
ya
Aight, she wanna fuck a dope dealer
Aight, or keep fuckin’ with them
broke niggas
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ money, if you
hating
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ stripes if you hate
on me, always aight
You pulled a gun on my homie you better have one for me
Ain’t no running
up on me, my new Versace fatigue
Boobie got with the work what Dre just got
for his Beats
I expect for these songs to keep me hot with the seats
All I
want is the money, the masterkey to these riches
These pussies keep hating,
I’mma hit you with inches
Get my nigga a kite, told my warden we did
it
Put these stacks on these books ‘cause I’m too busy to finish
Now back
to these guns, my nigga Gun got my back
He went on trial for his life, man,
he don’t come out on that
If you as real as they come and it’s live for you
nigga
Now hold up your guns and when you pull back the trigger
Aight, you wanna try a real nigga?
Aight, I’mma show you how we deal with
ya
Aight, she wanna fuck a dope dealer
Aight, or keep fuckin’ with them
broke niggas
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ money, if you
hating
Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight
I’m gettin’ stripes if you hate
on me, always aight
