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 Who knows why we won't stop
 It goes on and on and on....
 Who knows why we won't stop
 (Nobody move nobody make a sound)
 It goes on and on and on....
 Hey My Partna got this way wit his toungue
 He told ya boy give me tha money wait right here til I'm done
 And made bomb
 When we get ya we gon' floss like stars
 From buyin outfits to everybody drinks at Charles
 We got them cars Black Range Rover wit bars
 Big Beama AMG kit with them stars
 Bro we hard
 Like when everybody buck at tha park
 Them girls be screamin
 Ya'll don't wanna make them start
 When we say Shhhh!
 They be quiet
 When we say jump,
 They say when
 When I say get out my face don't preach
 They do it right then
 It ain't no mystery my partnas know I'm gangsta as Hell
 Bustin raps but so first I got some dank ta sell.
 Four mo bails
 Three mo blocks two mo owes
 Ay everybody ridin gatorbacks and rims got chrome
 All the cribs got gates and all the Kids wear Nikes
 And ain't nobody girl trippin cause we'll cut of the lights
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 Lets hit tha club
 Hate ta be a lamppost
 This tha night we get it tight and see who clockin the most
 Just bailed in off them dangerous streets
 Fresh off a Lick 5 G's a piece
 Me and my favorite gangsta partna did good this mornin
 We get love from Decatur cause we run this Point
 It felt good bro runnin off wit all that dough
 Man I had that nigga lay it down feel it for sho
 Suckas flexin n' flauntin they gonna buck what they wanna
 When police look we ask em what tha fuck they want
 We some high school drop-outs wit high class jobs
 Gettin weight from outta state
 And tell em we got robbed
 Calhoun Jeans brand new ride pockets fat


 3 level condos wit a hustle ta match
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 Boi it's time ta beat the sac man Tha last one I'm burntThats why me
 and my
 gangsta partna,Boots?Be dirty from all the workThat we put inNigga got
 cut up
 firstThen I stood in
 We takin it back to reverse 8's
 Ya'll Niggas thought we couldn't
 I'm talkin bout that old school shit
 From the Swats
 Get so fiery from the Gentlemens club and
 Cheapinin out ya crops
 Nigga Don't Stop
 Magic City right around the block
 And You know the (?????) on the camps
 And SouthernPlayalistic drop
 But I think I'm gonna catch the crib
 Gotta get up in the mornin and fix some breakfast for my kid
 And I did boy sho as my name is Dwayne but it ain't
 My gangsta partna pulled some young bitches at tha skating rink
 Don't let them niggas smoke up the dank
 He said nigga what you thank
 Your gangsta partna turnin cake
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