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Verse 1 You niggas juss created a monsta fuck a Tampa I smoke ganja up in the Bahamas racin Yamaha jet skis money launderin like "Casa Blanca" luminate the concert aimin missile launchers he's crazy comet mentally disturbed Karma wit all drama I put that on my mama I'm down to hog tie my playa potna don't make me spray ya potna if you wanna save yo daughter nigga, give up the info and throw that plasticy mutha fucka out my limo wit three up in his temple the land where niggas pimp hoes big I do this for the streets of San Fransisco on down to South Central my speech too hard on the instrumental will get yo club shot up drugs get rocked up hustalas settin shop up runnin from coppas and helicopters pourin out Vodka for all my dead potnas and make me wanna drop my chopper and salute nigga put yo glocks in the air and salute nigga shoot only my first three times, nigga recoup ya'll niggas be bloops no, publishin givin the loot to your executive produce sellin bubble Lex coupes on loot beat yo bad bitches in daisy dukes poppin they cooch while my fuckin name is introduced 1,2,-1,2 clear my throat, check the mic 1,2 -1,2 How many mutha fuckas wanna smoke? Whatcha want do? I throw a tree full blunt into the crowd snatch a pile of money probably a thousand throw it in the crowd nigga now Big Poppa style while I used to be on Section 8 now it's shrimp and lobster now and livin like a Mobbsta now an niggas who snitched like Sammy "The Bulldog" a final, or Donny Brasco body found in the barrio wit quatro, cinco hallows up in Pablo a Tommyano killa but never shit across the Mobb though keep yo mouth closed

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