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LIKE A BIBLE

Rocaine, Baby Smoove
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Starting to see, I'm starting to see spec-- Hold on Yeah I'm starting to see she trying to be, she wanna follow me I'm starting to see they trying to be, you know I been I'm starting to see spaceships all Over their head, just like Fatbo did I don't even want her, but she gon' Buy a purse, and he gon' get her a wig My son gon' say he grew up watching me win, just like Mj Gibbs They couldn't believe I went and spent that With Alex, I just went and did it again Little nigga ain't my kin, ain't one Of the guys, don't even call me twin Fight in that case and I beat it Ever since then, I don't even like FN I don't even know them niggas, I don't know what Y'all saying, how a nigga snitch on his men? I don't even know them niggas, I don't know what Y'all saying, how a nigga snitch on his men? Soon as I up this bitch, I'm gonna start Spraying, better get the fuck with your hands I was fucked up on them bars, I lost My mind, I'll never lose it again I was fucked up on them bars, she broke Me down, she'll never break me again Fucked up on them bars, she broke me down, she'll never... It's big, big, big, big, big, big body Benz when we roll around When you're down bad, you gonna see who Really with you, see through fake smiles He think he did something, he went to Hutch and spent them ten thousand I think I did something where I grew up, just bought me ten houses Oh my God, these bitches get to going, I think they're gonna pop I think I did something where I grew up, just bought me ten houses She think she did something, she moved Away like we don't come from the house He think he did something, he went to... Yeah That shit don't count, a nigga went To Hutch, he spent them ten thousand She from New York, she moved to the AM She trying to reset the mileage Yeah, I'm getting money, but I need a Little more, I need ten billion thousands Riding around with a whole lot of rounds, just know I get to walking They don't want no smoke, they trying to backdoor They man just so we don't have problems I'm rich as hell, ain't none of us Gangsters, we don't even condone violence That smooth image got a fifty-foot verse, you know you sound child A real preacher, he would read this In church, my song be like a Bible Man My song be like a Bible, a real preacher, he would read this in... Something A real preacher, he would read this in... A real nigga A real don, we'll put you in a shirt for all that acting' childish