Kunci: D# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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you don't ever get paid
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broke bitches throw the shade
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you don't ever get paid
Still kickin' shit,
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make a bitch go crazy
Lotta nigga talk,
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you don't ever get paid
Verse 2
broke bitches throw the shade
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Still kickin' flav', got my
swag on turn up
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Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up
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All I know, get dough,
keep it pimpin'
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Taught me that in '85, never
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learned nothin' different
All I see is haters in my rear view
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Millions in my windshield, got a clear view
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go deaf for a broke nigga
That way when you're talkin'
I don't hear you, listen
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Still poppin', give a shit about me
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Fuck that shit you talkin',
look at you, see you ain't 'bout it
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Look at you, see you
don't want it
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Should hardly be an opponent
When you sittin' next to TIP,
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it look inferior, don't it?
Give a damn if you don't know
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I've achieved everything
you could hope for
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If being a real nigga turned
into a corporation
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Look at me, shawty, I should be the logo
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Please no photos as
I stepped in that Magic
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Got four hoes in the two door Bentley,
what's happenin'?
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She with the actress,
then she come in with me
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But if not I leave her, she
mean nothin' to me
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I pull up, hop out,
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give the valet my keys
I run the city, bitch, I'm parkin' for free
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And who the nigga right
here talkin' to me?
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There gon' be problem if you keep botherin' me,
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man
I came in this bitch to spend
What you tried to park here? That ain't
my Bentley
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You can't listen to me now,
God as my witness
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Keep on in your earnin's
I take your opinion
Verse 3
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you don't ever get paid
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broke bitches throw the shade
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you don't ever get paid
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Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy
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you don't ever get paid
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broke bitches throw the shade
Verse 4
Focused on the money,
fuck shit? Forget about it
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I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked
it, give a shit about it
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Get up out it, call a Uber, go and buy a new one
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I gotta run a bag up,
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it's extra for the blue one
Got 500 bags off in Chattanooga
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Go and put it up and take a 100 more,
the gang here
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Two rules, gettin' money,
nigga, stay real
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At all costs, nigga, at all costs, nigga
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Take a hit of this and run your balls off
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And, nigga, you ain't really
beefin' if you called off
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Play a bit to the left, call it southpaw
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Fuck around, get your mouth wired,
gotta weed y'all
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Better stand down before
I be a man down
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Guns up, hands down,
that's exactly how I caught y'all
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Okay one day I retire,
put me in the hall of fame
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But you lames don't forget
what I done taught y'all
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I put the fear of God in ya
Oh you nigga hard is ya?
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I can see the broad in ya, pull your card
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Then you gotta make a move,
make a choice
Either go out like a bitch
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or get your ass kicked
God damn that'll be horrible
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So pipe down, nigga
Verse 5
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you don't ever get paid
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broke bitches throw the shade
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you don't ever get paid
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Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy
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you don't ever get paid
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Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade
Outro 1
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