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[Verse 1: G.T.]
This sh*t'll have your auntie with the lockjaw
Legendary in my hood, ask the rockstars
[?] stars, we'll pull up in like 8 cars
n*ggas [?] like we take bars
It ain't what you know, n*gga, it's who you know
And all of us got it from the weed to blow
These n*ggas playing keep up, they don't even come close
Man, these n*ggas fake as hell, and these b*tches broke
I ain't jumped off the porch [?] sold dope
We got [?] all day, the way [?]
I was a teenager then, I only worked the door
Talking losses, little n*gga, you don't even know
What car they pop in, [?] straight dropping
One day, got all [?] copping
Big houses, lil n*gga, got them [?]
Fell off a couple times, but got right back [?]

[Verse 2: Peezy]
Grab the slab out the bag, buss it out the wrapper
Take you off four and a half, put it back together
Used to staying on the corners, chasing after chetter
It's hard for me to chase hoes, I got a busy schedule
Half tracks, eightballs, quarter ounces
Cook up 24 grams and get a quarter extra
[?] passing out testers
I'm a real drug dealer, tell by the necklace
You ain't really getting money, then I can't respect you
I [?] b*tches like a damn detective
n*ggas wearing fake Rollies, you can't even trust them
n*ggas swiping hoes' bags, and can't even f*ck them
Always out of town, like I'm on the run
Bust a brick and see the shine like in Golden Sun
b*tch, I keep a heavy bag, think it weigh a ton
I got two hoes at one time, 'cause I'm the chosen one