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[Verse 1: Kidd]
How many licks do a nigga gotta hit just to up on a brick
Like hit Deebo with
Take team to ball man, someone set the pick
I come around shootin' like swish, this
If I can't make nothin', I'm take somethin'
comin', one of y'all niggas done said somethin'
Long as I remain here I'm gon' thuggin'
Rap don't pay the bills then I'm gon' hustlin'
6 million ways to die, one
A lot of niggas to die, you won
You got all them inside, shoot one
As the last fall for they life, who won?

[Verse 2: Banks]
Yo your interview
That lil you got is political
I your pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too lyrical
You photobombin', timin', don't know nobody
Hard to keep up kings, I show a body
How guided from a shattered stage
Bout to me a money barricade
Usually rapping cane, gorgeous bitch that Paris made
My jewelry the average grade
Tool in my got you woozy from my acid phase
spillin' glasses raised, hold up niggas have to pay
Shotty rip leg away
Sumo I flat the track
Assume I'm comin' to stack
Vroomin' somethin' on black
Room to let my Mac
out my acrobat
Zoomin' in my
in my accomplishments
Comments of nonsense
But them don't want the consequence
Bruisin' once my crimes
trips in my defense
Sharp as the razor I use to rip your confidence
losin' is obvious
[Verse 4: Tony
Fuck your radio host, fuck rap blog
Fuck your favorite and his big body guard
the industry man the streets gon' remember me
As T-O-N-Y Yayo, I a G
up and these haters gettin' finicky
Music loud, rollin' loud, can hardly see
Splendid, relaxation
I guess that's why these niggas hatin'
Got the of drug lords
slippers, Versace robe
Hit Rio in
My real
I got a lot of
I'm on that T shit, goin' diamond on my cell

5: Lloyd Banks + Tony Yayo]
I'm supposed to Man shit is real
That was my only out here in the field
The drama and my partner caught raw deal
The people tryna make it out on four wheels
I ain't got no bail, shit is really
Now it's on one cot in the jail
Prosecutor tryna a nigga for a cell
Talkin' football man, shit is really real