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Bout to jump in to the shooter
Hit the E right 'fore I turn around
Word around town Fly and Boldy got that work around
Straight down, I75 bout to burn it down, the German town
X and kush if it's any trouble

Bring that shit back
Michigan
Stand the fuck up

Bout to jump in to the shooter
Hit the E right 'fore I turn around
Word around town Fly and Boldy got that work around
Straight down, I75 bout to burn it down, the German town
X and kush if it's any trouble
Next day I'm in the net, 2000 on my lap
Ten bottles and drink, 10 010, you do the math
Look, homie, I spazz, bust a couple of bats
This stripper bitch looking bad, now I just fucked up my cash
But it's back up to the road, down I94
Look to my guy in the shop, he's working straight for the bow
Look like a rookie for drink, sound like that E in exchange
Back in '10 I was flat, and I'm letting them bang

We still running down strips, play some scripts for the blow
Taking turn around trips, blessed Michigan U
With them 30 round clips and them 30 yard twist
We keep yelling past bricks at them half bulls
Little tears the bull, we call that rhythm and blues
My niggas in the pit selling half a spoon
We still running down strips, play some scripts for the blow
Taking turn around trips, blessed Michigan U

I clip things while I shit link
Fuck the trip when I was 16, my soda dirty, my teeth clean
And I talk dirties with them bitch
We broke, had them rich dream, now rich, had them poor nightmares
Why you live your whole life scared? I cash in on the white strips
I'mma head here to a waste here just to watch them what the trip been
Rock up get a set of keys, cut, cook and collect the cheese
With the top up on them 17s you can cut one by you 17
Stretch arm strong for them extra Gs, got ice on me and my bitch is here
When the lights off my bezel bling said Jesus died for my sins
And my cross, I'mma let it hang, pipe down and my second Gs
Strapped tight, I wouldn't try to ball with you, I'll let it be
'Cause that life, I'm brought about it, like Soul Slim and Master P
From the Cali oak to the ' third war to the 17
We called in with the magazines, get 30's of by the 17
They shot us real, I'm selling V, got Molly on and a lot of E
Chopper world, we build them clips to the top, we don't let 'em sink

We still running down strips, play some scripts for the blow
Taking turn around trips, blessed Michigan U
With them 30 round clips and them 30 yard twist
We keep yelling past bricks at them half bulls
Little tears the bull, we call that rhythm and blues
My niggas in the pit selling half a spoon
We still running down strips, play some scripts for the blow
Taking turn around trips, blessed Michigan U

Chop start with your shit short, no farewell, well fist fought
Pay 30 grand for that wrist talk
My plug on the speed bricks, I don't fuck with no snitch
Under no circumstance
No copping bands from your fucking head
I go low dough in them fucking heads
I pay for with the OT and they ocho, not this fucking brick
Get doubled up and I turn around then I must admit
That I'll fuck you bare, you celebrating, we count the dough
Talk soft and it's popping off, I'm the west V with them sandy bars
On K route with them oxytocin
Molly boys and we getting it, pussy niggas, take the picture if you missed it
I can front you, that fish scale in me interests
If you interested, that boy and girl related, it's incest if you end it up
You mention that them goons niggas will tend to that
Them people taking pics but I ain't talking no end in that
No, the motion picture ' but I ain't talking no Cinemax
My lil' homie moved pills there, he said it's hot but we still there
I'm OT so motherfucking much, I bought a crib there off pills revenue

We still running down strips, play some scripts for the blow
Taking turn around trips, blessed Michigan U
With them 30 round clips and them 30 yard twist
We keep yelling past bricks at them half bulls
Little tears the bull, we call that rhythm and blues
My niggas in the pit selling half a spoon
We still running down strips, play some scripts for the blow
Taking turn around trips, blessed Michigan U
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