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Gas Stove
Elcamino
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I used to walk around that corner, right on Flintwood
Pack your bag shawty, with a hundred pounds of good
I was trapping like a fool, me and FF fool
Kept that fucking tool, didn't go to school
I was trapping like a bitch, I sold a lot of bricks
I hit a lot of licks, I really don't give a shit
About a pussy ass nigga, a pussy ass hoe
It's-
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Yo, yo, I'm bagging up and sadden up
We all rich, Cuban link on lit, bitches on my dick
Rollie case, you know we holding sticks
Send as many shots as you want, just make sure you hit
Drive-bys in stolen whips, loaded clips, Gosha fits
My shooter throw 'em like the old Vick
He take a life and say "You hold this"
Stove lit, chrome shit, open up your face and let you hold six
Put up the bag, but all he wanted was his nose fixed
You see me in the Benz, that's my old whip
We millionaires, that's why we roll thick
Courtside with a bad bitch, sipping D'usse on some Hov shit
I was on D-Block, now I'm on some all over the globe shit
We on the road with the whole clique
Out in Cali, got bitches that I can go hit
I'ma be rich long as the stove click
Yo, yo, I'ma be rich long as the stove click
I'ma be rich long as the stove clickin'
I'ma be rich long as the stove click
I clean your brains off my shoe with
The tissue you wipe your nose with
At meetings with bosses, we on our own shit
When I speak, you be talking so you don't know shit
You ain't a boss when you owe shit
You a bum, and the homies should've never let you hold shit
Gold wrist, I'm lit, I keep a cold bitch
I never love 'em though 'cause you know how these hoes get
Yo, popping my shit, you probably see me on the Forbes list
I'm in the foreign, you never know what ho I'm with
Thousand dollar jeans, I had the forty in
Yo, the police on my ass, here we go again
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