Verse 1]

I done fucked *The Baddest Bitches* ask Trina

Give her coke to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanor

Felonies and misdemeanors, I'm villified

I just, rap on the side, black mafia ties

Prolific words, I speak for the unheard

Niggas who love guns, money, girls, and furs

Sittin up in the mans', runnin shit

On the phone moving bricks, orderin hits

Perfected the game, diamond infested the chain

Niggas think I change I just wanna watch 'em change

Livin the American dream

Drugs, violence, sex, and loaded magazines

That's all I could talk about in these sixteen

Cuz that's all I live, ask Tibs

It is what is, either graveyards or consecutive life bids, shit



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Niggas wanna bang, we could bang

Niggas wanna slang, we could slang



[Verse 2]

Niggas wanna bang we could bang out

Til the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang out

Ham a cot, Bad Boy, the black Camelot

Raise the price and connect the dots

Through life's journies, all I need is a couple of mack mils

A couple of mils and good attorneys

Skatin on big blades, goin out in a blaze in my last days

I'll probably die with a bad drug trade or an overdose

Without tellin my moms, sorry it was close

My wife and my bitch fightin over my notes

All my niggas skied north makin a toast

Til hell, just gimme bad bitches in Channel

Connects wit, Chinese cartels and that new SL

And the judge that's gon' set my bail



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[Verse 3]

I'm on top of this shit, look at the wrists

Too much rocks in this shit, aint that a bitch

Make hits, til my last breath

With that nigga, the P U double F

So lay back in the cut motherfucker 'fore you get shot

I kill niggas on the spot like a cop

I did it all four seasons suites to a cot

Give bitches nothing but breathmints and this cock

Call me what, there's a way to eat

And all we got is sports, entertainment or the streets

I'm in deep, think of Citibank when I sleep

Ching, ching like I was from Shaolin

Brooklyn nigga what you say, keep stylin

My air force ones you couldn't walk a mile in

I love politics, narcotics, and violins

Bad Boy forever, we move in silence



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