Yeah Man (Aye)

You already know what it is (Aye)

Trey called Trigga (Aye)

Aye man (Aye)

Show them why you rappin homie (Aye)

Look



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I aint never been nothin but a underdog

And I aint gonna neva let a nigga hold me under dog

Still ride in the drop

With my mind on the knot

You niggas never take what I got

For my underdog



Just copped new shoes

Whip on two twos

Dick down you two

Throw it on youtube

Tell me what youd do

If I was to do you

Baby after one time

Sure to make you come back

Back like spinal

Stack like dominoes

Catch me out in Mexico

Hasta Manana though

Hasta la vista

Chest full of reefer

Rep for my set till the day I meet the reaper

Petersburg veteran

USA resident

In USA Today it aint a city I aint never been

Scared I aint never been

Yea I aint never been

Nothing but a underdog

But I'm never under yall

Still keep it under there

Right by the underwears

Still in the hood yeah

I aint talking outer wear

They be moving powder there

Which one of you out of there

Wanna get it

Cuz I'm with it

f**k yall the underdog



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Said I got my city buzzin

You should take a trip and view it

Shout out to Mr.Rogers

Cuz he's supposed to chop and screw it

And my liscense just expired

So I got to go renew it

Cuz I just bought a truck

And I am dying to debut it

And naw it aint a Buick

I never redezvous it

I'm just in the 'Burg with Trigga

And I'm faded off the fluid

I made alot of money

Then I went ahead and blew it

Now I'm trying to make it back

So how the f**k you want to do it

My nigga you better do it(Aye)...do it

I say this here's a practice song

And lately I been out in Hollywood

Just acting wrong

What up to Jackie Long

I f**k with Jackie Long

I clown other dudes on the low

I like to laugh alone

I get my cash alone

That's why I shop alone

This here's my uncle's car

I drive it and the top is gone

Your skin looks like you bathe in magnesia

And coppertone

And girl I heard your man's a fed

Don't bring that cop along

I'm running every single light

Aint one I'm stopping on

This here's a classic jump

That big things are popping on

So baby wipe me down

I sell a watch and swap a home

I'm in this solo

No I do not have a chaperone

I'm in a proper zone

That's right the doctor's home

This here's my time

And I don't even think your clock is on

I am a trader

And I'm telling you my stock is grown

I run my city

Got it mobile like the lock is gone

Keys out

I aint talking white though

Baby what you be's bout

I mean for tonight ho

If I break them trees out

Pull them Double D's out

So I can J Holiday that ass

Before I leave's out

Holla at me shawty



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