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Pinstripes

These done, twist and baking

Catch your favors, getting favors

Getting zippers, it's on the river

Like I kill 'em, strap feel 'em

Barely feel 'em, in your system

Trip them wings, you aint' fly

Bucks I slug you're hot

Them suckers trash, they out of the time

Middle finger to the sky, win em and drop by

I'm not a man, I'm no a fan

We ain't friends, I'm not that guy

Two flex and flog, suck a dog

This part is getting man number one

I pull you, then pull your car

Determinate so

Just I'll be auto boys and I'm 'bout too hard yes

Man they all kill, twoThis regard that papa, can't feel that from Atlanta

Keep on with this dirty south

And hit the them HamersPeople don't beat the crowds

Who gonna be round their flaps?

People they got no heat

At the same old beat

Wow wow!

People they who they claim

We just

People they got no

Between how far they go (go go go go go)

Goodbye!Bad boy, tough guy, true boy, hardcore

Got the 38, got the 44, I'm ready for and I'm

It's anything they looking for

Is right here, is right there

Talking loud ain't sayin' nothing

It's out there, we're reckless

We fall the whip a hot click

We giving you the best this

I didn't get a benefit, I'm glad that you did it

I'm say what? I've been wrist

I'm stayin with the DM flickers, talk to the finishPeople don't beat the crowds

Who gonna be round their flaps?

People they got no heat

At the same old beat

Wow wow!

People they who they claim

We just

People they got no

Between how far they go (go go go go go)

Goodbye!K.I.N.G they talking that

Number one boy in old truck

And when we'll find in Cancun, sold old that

I'll get one, break it down the

I'll do the same with another but it's all the stack

And I'll kick it in the with the

Nigga get around like what the

All yes in the and they wanna do but the

I'm kind in Hollywood roll backing

No bank it, 'cause we acke there

You're running there like we in here

Same nice and hot between in here

'Cause I don't want to bake it roll

Yeah bullet it hoe for a bank roll

Say don't need 'cause I mention

Like who that in my window?

Who is that in my window?

I'm Paranoia my brain frying

And the bullet thing 'cause I ain't

But I will be when I see 'em be like day to dayPeople don't beat the crowds

Who gonna be round their flaps?

People they got no heat

At the same old beat

Wow wow!

People they who they claim

We just

People they got no

Between how far they go (go go go go go)

Goodbye!They got that pin roles riding through it

Courtney Love be the

Get a little bit of everything, that's what I say

These dudes they poe to it, they close to it

The street like I'm you knew

I'm true to it

Big trunks, big house

Got a problem, look I'm all in

Got a problem and I'm all here

Hit the game and five here, five hoes you don't cash here

And every time the south side one oh yeahYeah I know you, you kung-fu, you ain't real me, this ain't real beep

I'm still street and I kill eat

And life full of steal cheat

I'm a I don't chain breaker, and a brain breaker

I got two names, I've been two chains

A lot of enw names ...who sayin'?People don't beat the crowds

Who gonna be round their flaps?

People they got no heat

At the same old beat

Wow wow!

People they who they claim

We just

People they got no

Between how far they go (go go go go go)

Goodbye!

Songwriters

POOLE, WILLIE / HARRIS, CLIFFORD / CALLAWAY, THOMAS / GIPP, CAMERON F. / BARNETT, ROBERT TERRANCE / KNIGHTON, WILLIE EDWARD / SIMPSON, CHAD GEORGEPublished by

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