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I need money, I be money,
I see money, I take it,
I don't fold with n***as
Who be out there and they fake it.
Real n***as around me.
Aha, they real n***as around me.
A lesson to you n***as,
Don't you come 'round talking sideways,
I'm the keeper, that sh**, we f** n******gway,
Real n***as around me.
Aha.
My n***as, my n***as,
Your n***as ain't sh**.
Look right, B.M.G., cowboy, run sh**.
The chopper's on, chopper's on, don't get your a** leaked.
Chopper's outside your home, make a n***a [?]
Speed it on, won't they? I ring it where they lay at.
When it come to war time, man, I ate ate it.
Take pictures with them choppers, man,
You ain't gonna spray that.
You never seen a plane,
You never felt the need to keep that.
The shooters ain't real shooters, shoot on,
There's no solution.
Over hill, we swap them out, I take them out,
Then he gon'shoot you.
Clearly we is not the same, over there the cliffs ain't.
Clear that b**h, emptying that chopper, bang, bang.
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Loaded guns around me, real n***as who ready for war.
This is cowboy sh**, where you know that pessimism from?
I'm the boss of rap synergy,
I shoot you off a BMG.
Aha, there real n***as around me,
They finally found 'bout this street sh**.
n***as talking big, lot of scraps, yeah we eating it.
I know them n***as here, later they be on the TV, man.
All my n***as around me, you know they cutting dirty, till.
See my niece, Maria, I shouldn't have take it,
In your mind you wonder, what came [?]
100% real n***a in me, what you though about me?
Got the k**ers with me, Benz with me, no stalking me.
I need money, I be money, I see money, I take it,
I don't fold with n***as who be out there and they fake it.
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BUG the cartell, the streets, we need real n***as,
You don't cross the line, n***a, and that is your faith you don't meet.
The shooters, they don't scrape at me.
You'gon'make the TV, 'less they heard about the rent,
They smell sh** with UZI.
I k**er's I ain't checking like they by that
It's my project n***a Jay D.
f**, why get in your Benz?
If it's murder, n***a, my lawyer get it acquitted.
You on d**h struck, I don't give a f**. I warm me up.
He is ready to die, then, n***a, you're the one done with that.
Shoot'em with more mileage, they finally leave you baking.
You gonna pay me, shiverring and shaking like Kaine.
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