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[Hook]
You already know the tag
Bring the money in the bag
It's off a hard n*gga
How you want it?
Uh?
They don't get it like we get it
They don't do it like we do it
What they doing?
We already done it
Uh?
Swerving in the big body
Gotcha girl riding shotty
Stunting hard when I'm out in public
Uh?
If you ever in the city
Ask any real n*gga
They gone tell you that
That boy 100

[Verse 1: Boaz]
Dressed in all black, like the omen
The loud pack gotta n*gga foaming
I know the n*ggas is groaning
There's so much hate in your blood
I swear that, that sh*t is showing
n*ggas is grown men, that still need to finish growing
So let me show 'em a thing or two
I ain't with the talking, Imma do what I came to do
These n*ggas can't move through the streets the way I do(The Hustle)
I hop, skip and jump down the block like a kangaroo
Ain't no telling what, they really get me started
Imma drink 'til I retarded
Fingers full of residue, sticky from the chronic
Getting blooded in the drought, getting top, like a playa
All she wanted was 100, it ain't tricking if you got it
Uh
Real n*ggas getcha your money baby
All my bad b*tches bust it over
An I don't care they got the stamp on
No, i still gotta bust 'em open
Uh