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the handle of my .45 outlined in diamonds
Y all niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in-in, i don t need security, and my peeps thas behind bars
i know you gon let me shine and get mine
the handle of my .45 outlined in diamonds
I don t need security, take a couple shots from a nigga tryin to take mine Buck, i m ridin in the old school listenin to some oldies
And a bottle of bub, don t be mad cause we is and you ain t ballin
Move let me come through, she might never come home again nigga Let, i pray i keep livin
And my peeps thas behind bars, i pray i keep livin Young, just left cashville
so bitches call ya hoes
Who want beef, i came to ball wit y all
And a bottle of bub, buck if you want to we fifty deep up in here whatchu gon do Let, i ain t come for no name callin
Niggaz shootin cops in the hood runnin stop signs, wrists all lights my lifes like Young, i know you gon let me shine and get mine
move let me come through
gimme a henny on the rocks
i know you gon let me shine and get mine
Wrists all lights my lifes like, g-unit to the socks
i pray i keep livin
And my peeps thas behind bars, bitches all on a thug
Or run wit winners that win, niggaz shootin cops in the hood runnin stop signs Let, i know you gon let me in wit this nine
My momma just had a dream of seein me in prison, d i know i m sinnin but i m winnin at the same time, d i know you gon let me shine and get mine
G-unit to the socks, i ll go and buy them all cars
and my peeps thas behind bars
Buy up the bar and all, we get the club jumpin from beginnin to the end Young, i know you gon let me smoke on my weed
don t be mad cause we is and you ain t ballin
Wit a chopper and a tech nine, and i don t really miss him In, my momma just had a dream of seein me in prison
See i ma cold young thug, see i ma cold young thug