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Nino Uzi's made in Harlem I mean, not one of us in here Ooze a poppy field This thing is bigger than Nino Brown This is big, big I say you the realest nigga breathin' while I'm lookin' in the mirror You ain't slide when brodie died, it make me look at niggas weird If I catch you on that island, we gon' make you disappear We gon' hawk 'em, Stephen Hawking, put that nigga in the chair I lost some of my favorite niggas, that shit make my heart ache Hop out on that side block, just make sure the car's straight You with us, we like insurance, bro, this shit like Allstate We ain't flyin', shit, we drivin', bring them blicks to your state Countin' money, tryin' to use my knee to hold the wheel straight It's like ever since I lost my brother, I don't feel straight We left, niggas, scare street, ain't pop out of your street Super humble, anytime I hit big, the mirror fake I don't need no wifey, I just want you to roll the weed for me Tryin' to hold your pussy hostage, get down on your knees for me Bro, this shit like hopscotch, they steppin' on the floor for me Shit, I ain't around, spin around, get some more for me Shit, I bet that paper make 'em open that back door for me Shit, I bet that paper make your bitch turn to a whore for me Shit, I make some money, make some money, make some more for me Did it on my own, ain't not a nigga made a course for me I say you the realest nigga breathin' while I'm lookin' in the mirror You ain't slobbin', Brody died, it make me look at niggas weird If I catch you on that island, we gon' make you disappear We gon' hawk him, Stephen Hawking, put that nigga in the chair I lost some of my favorite niggas, that shit make my heart ache Hop out on that side block, just make sure the car's straight Be with us, we like insurance, bro, this shit like Allstate We ain't flyin', shit, we drivin', bring them blicks to your state Bro, this 223, I hit the engine, make the car stop It's like once you mention bro, I wanna see your heart stop Three hoes in a row, I'm Saint Nick on hard block Ready to swap out that bitch whole body like a car shop Uh huh, yeah, yeah Ready to kick them bitches up Tell them D they at the airport, go pick them bitches up Tell the guys pay attention, you can't fuck the mission up 'Cause I'm ready to drop some jewels, tell them niggas listen up Stay focused, I been movin' like the coaches I could take you out the game and hang your jersey up and post it Don't nobody shoot back, you gotta get a little closer Ain't nobody die yet, then shit, I'm sendin' a little closer I say you the realest nigga breathin' while I'm lookin' in the mirror You ain't slide when brodie died, it make me look at niggas weird If I catch you on that island, we gon' make you disappear We gon' hawk 'em, Stephen Hawking, put that nigga in the chair I lost some of my favorite niggas, that shit make my heart ache Hop out on that side block, just make sure the car's straight You with us, we like insurance, bro, this shit like Allstate We ain't flyin', shit, we drivin', bring them blicks to your state
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