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Intro 1
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C
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Verse 1
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Gold dummies,
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server bundles are raw
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Nig gas get shot,
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fiends poke, hop in they arms
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Accurate to Seattle,
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we be hustlin' hard
C
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Lift up my sleeve, look at my arms,
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see my hustlin' scars
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Am
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In the 745, doin' the buck fifty
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My watch and my chain,
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we doin' the buck fifty
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C
You can get ten out the
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door for a buck fifty
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Amportino got work, my nigga,
come fuck with me
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Try and play on this road
and get your soul snatched
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I can tell that it's new,
this ain't the old batch
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I can smell through the bag
C
because the odor's reekin'
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All of my engines are new,
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none of my motors squeakin'
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My girls all on my phone
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with baby mama drama
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I smoke hella tree
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just to ease through all the trauma
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I got rank where I'm from,
like Franklin from Snowfall
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I ain't tryin' to ball fast,
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I'm cool with the slow ball
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I ain't tryin' to fall fast,
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I'm tryin' to last long
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Dm
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We knock the album out quick,
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we on the last song
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I'm the last
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Don, double -disc masterpiece
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Ampedesius,
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a lyrical catastrophe
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I'm pouring G in these streets
C
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the way I be regulatin'
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If you try to touch me,
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then you'll be levitatin'
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Flyin' down Rainier
like I'm a reindeer
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I'm from Seattle
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and I got all of my game here
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Am
Go dummy, server bundles are raw
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Dm
Niggas get shot, fiends poke,
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hop in they arms
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C
Dm
Accurate to Seattle, we be hustlin' hard
C
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Lift up my sleeve, look at my arms
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Am
Dm
See my hustlin' stars
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Am
Dm
Am
In the 745, doin' a buck fifty
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My watch and my chain,
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we doin' a buck fifty
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C
You can get ten off the
dole for a buck fifty
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Ampatino got work,
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my nigga come fuck with you
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So real, cold steel,
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all cash up front is no deals
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Cold chills when I open
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the package up
To be real,
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all these rappers wack as fuck
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My bitch keep actin' up
So I went to the car lot
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and bought an Acura
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Hit her with the pole,
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told her it's a gold
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Put her on the road,
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she came back with the load
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This world cold,
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so you better keep a straight smoke tree
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But never seen my teeth in the pig
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From OZs to Hokies
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It's so deep I went
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from H to Hokies
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Get no sleep
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A .M .P. I'm so dope
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If you ain't coppin'
work from the mob
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It's no hoes, go broke
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Tryna war with us
It's no joke
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Plus I shoot like the
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Warriors I won't smoke
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Go dummy, several bundles of raw
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Niggas get shot, fiends poke,
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hop in they arms
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C
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Accra to Seattle, we be hustlin' hard
C
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Lift up my sleeve, look at my arms,
Dm
Am
Dm
see my hustlin' scars
Bb
Am
Dm
In the 745, doin' the buck fifty
C
Dm
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My watch and my chain,
Dm
Am
we doin' the buck fifty
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C
You can get ten off the door
for a buck fifty
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Ampuccino got work, my nigga,
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come fuck with me
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Am
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Outro 1
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