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Yeah Since O Six, O Six Nigga Since O Six, O Six Yeah, nigga, AYE We was takin' niggas hoes, runnin' up the road Goin' in the sto's, turnin' giffies into pros nigga Comin' back home, playin' crazy in the advanced building Coppin' white sticks with the transition Now its white sticks with the clear lenses Bad hoes get rear ended I ain't got no fear in me, it's fuck niggas clearly Niggas act like hoes when they hoes get to teamin' Still a hit the set and leave my left pocket in Neiman's When the Faygo went for 59 cent, I was Prada coppin In Fort Lauderdale, shoppin' corns with my Rasta partner If I had to get 'em home to you, that's 11-5 Know a couple self-proclaimed real niggas that testified I ain't never testified, I ain't never left the guys I take all the fades, and I bet the sides I done banged out the bando and got it weatherized I done shot 'em down 94 and 75 TV Johnny did the red wing Wachler did the turtle chains Shant blew the carti out, and about a hundred frames They ain't hit Scottdale, they ain't been to humboldt They ain't whip no sauce to snatch Twinkies out the Suncoast Remember when I used to have to stretch a band out Now the foreign so spacious, I can stretch my legs out Shorty conversation, dry, but she got a wet mouth I just get the head out of her and then head out Since O Six, O Six Yeah, Since O Six, O Six Nigga Since O Six, O Six Bitch Since O Six, O Six Ayy Chain on the dresser laying next to the loaf Embosser or vac seal, I'll do them both Don't make me call Big Cuz, you know he do the most This ain't no flower from round here, boy, we do the coast Come and hang with a boss, I'll teach you the ropes We been balling so long, hope they keeping the score Spin move, and 1 yeah, got one coach Pro hop and throw it up, make sure you box out, though Is you rolling, bitch, I might be Fish scales like a Pisces Chili fries with some sliced cheese and a bright sleeve Pointers make a point in my direction like, is that fleez Pointing up the pack cause it's so thrax, I had to tax these All the gold frozen, had the coldest hoes since latch key Dinner with the plug, pollo mole with the black beans Sitting outside the club till the promoter bring the back end You know I ain't cappin', I done had that bag in Since O Six, O Six Yeah, Since O Six, O Six Nigga Since O Six, O Six Bitch Since O Six, O Six
Writer(s): Derek Talifer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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