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Gotti why you turned up bad cause nikka i was just down bad Got my name off shooting dice and on that nine I'll bet my last Stacking more then I spending I ain't fuckn up my cash Ion wanna hit the club Im forever Pushing P Pistol Packing do no lacking keep that bx in arms reach Ts in me it ain't on me im still tryna shake fleas Hot nikka some like JUIVIE Bitch I'm 800 Degrees Yeaaaa I been rapping since I Was 3 Off the porch at 13 Feel In love with serving fiends you tryna get high or by nikka got whatever you need Counting Green Smoking Purple Blues Stuffed all in my purples I went D1 in the trenches jumping fences wasn't no hurdles He keep 2 straps with him that's why we call that nikka Urkel Ain't no squares up in my circle If he with me he I'll Hurt ya I associate with pits get ahold of you & fuck up shii Ain't no letting go of shii Think about 7 & I get pissed Gotta shooter for my shooter what the fuck you mean you missed If the bitch don't come up dead Then it's gone be 2 dead nikkas Ain't no picks when that camera flash we snap gang pictures Yea Dead on arrival they couldn't stitch em Tell me who gone raise your lil one Play the field just like sticker Yeen know ts get realer Cold blooded since lil one Chasing skrilla with some killers Don't compare me to no nikka Bags and my nuts bigger Money Power And Respect Yea i be on that Im on the road to the riches so traffic where im at Experimenting with the drank mixing wock with the tec You wasn't raised in the bricks then don't be claiming the set The reason they ain't got no hoe cards we done took the deck My head low for SPD I ain't duckn no wreck 3rd pair of whites in a week nike owe me a check I just lost 5 on a parlay you bet not owe me money Either you give it up or get hit up you gone pay with something Gramps got him a round(rough)neck call it Johnson & Johnson To say it's old asb it still shoot like Klay Thompson Glock 21 Big 4.5 Tony & Tim Duncan Gotti why you turned up bad cause nikka i was just down bad Got my name off shooting dice and on that nine I'll bet my last Stacking more then I spending I ain't fuckn up my cash Ion wanna hit the club Im forever Pushing P Pistol Packing do no lacking keep that bx in arms reach Ts in me it ain't on me im still tryna shake fleas Hot nikka some like JUIVIE Bitch I'm 800 Degrees 800 degrees FAN ME DOWN FAN ME DOWN BITCH IM 800 DEGREES