man music don't hit like this no moreI got KEEEYSSS comin from ovaaaa seassssss
Cost a nikka 2 hunnid G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got to floss, cause I'm more like a boss playa
Thug, branded to be a women layer
So many playa haters, imitaters steady swangin
Make me wanna start back bangin
So I'm caught up in the gaaaame, dress code changed
Packin 40 glocks, contain em or rearrange
All that jealousy and envy, coming from my enemies
While I'm sippin on Rémy
in front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam
'96 big body, sittin’ on chrome
As we head up out the zone, stone-facin is on
You can admire, but don't look too long
I'm livin’ a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin
It's hard to imagine, Picture Me Rollin!
Big Syke, son blessed us with a classic
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