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Small Time

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I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mayne

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Boy don't test me I'm gettin' tired of teachin' lessonsLil' Troy, a superstar, choppin' rocks on your block

Representin' Shortstop

Sellin' rocks, oh, see four point gold

Shortstop, double platinum soldTell my momma, she don't have to work no mo'

I pay the bills by the flow from the studio

And I was out in the game by old players and G's

Hollerin' 50 G's, LP's to CD'sI started small time, dope game, cocaine

So raise up off of me, I'll show 'em I'm a dope man

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Boy they're fuckin' with me Troy man I done told 'emI started small time, dope game, cocaine

Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

You try to school me you'll get served, with no regardUh, uh, excuse me, remember me?

And I be swangin' and bangin' biggin' and bangin' with the E and G

And as for Yungstar, I've been in the game

I've learned the game, I've peeped game now I'm get a 50 a mayneTo rollin' riches, the G is licksin', for a 'lil rotation

Don't need it for the placement

They call me Tyke Ignition', in a blizzard, Shortstop baby

They can't fade me, talkin' MercedesThat's how we ride, south side nigga

How the fuck you figure? We some H-Town 'bout it type niggaz

Leavin' this bitch, sick, three piece pitch, hittin' licks

Overseas, overseas, with bricks, trickI started small time, dope game, cocaine

Boy don't test me I'm gettin' tired of teachin' lessons

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

So motherfuck you and that bullshit you stressin'I started small time, dope game, cocaine

South Park, night falls, over the streets

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Boy they're fuckin' with me Troy man I done told 'emPeep game, peep game, straight 'caine

Feelin' five and thirty six, huh, I can't explain in mayne

I never use lower, to blow the dope up, to be load up

The girls show they ass when I roll upIn Benzoes, five double oh, you never knew

The trunk fizzo, I carry it on the low, low

Like the cheese, from the F E D

So I'm back up on the streets, slangin' G'sOver the years, I stacked mo' G's than trees grow leaves

I've been in the industry, since nine three

My so called dogs, haven't paid me no royalties

Lord please, south side G's from fo's to three'sCook up ki's, watchin' out for the enemies

They can't fuck with me, I'm a Charisma

Straight up G, cleaners keep me creased

Middle finger to police, Grim Reap meets to slay the beastI started small time, dope game, cocaine

So motherfuck you and that bullshit you stressin'

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Shit ain't nothin' but the money flow in this campI started small time, dope game, cocaine

So watch your back and prepare for the hit man

I started small time, dope game, cocaine

Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mayneGet yo' paper, watchin' out for them haters

Dressin' up in gators, takin' flights to Vegas

Rollin' navigators, on the seven acres

I'm a money maker dough baker, bitch breakerNever ever be a faker, try to make a hit like Anita Baker

In the rap, in the dope game, tryin' to make some hits mayne

Fo' sho', gotta let the people know how the game go

Shortstop break a bitch and gotta let the world knowWho back with the tracks, I guess I'm the Junior Mack

Hell yeah, I'm rollin' 'llac, Shortstop paper stack

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