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Verse 1
Make my music for the boyz with the O's
The old school pro's in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the O's
Verse 2
you know just who I do it fo'
My o.g. niggas, my girls in the strip club
And fa my top cats that's
block cruisin'
That's for the coops serve the
rocks on the block music
Verse 3
I'm sendin' my trend dog its lean wit it,
rock wit it
And fo' the projects buildings
behind the locked gates
They do what they gotta do and
hustle at a top rate
Verse 4
We grind til we ride sittin' on 24 inches
My ghetto niggas and bitches
know how to keep it hood
I keep it gutta I'm a gangsta
Verse 5
you know just how I do it
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Ebm
Eb
Make my music for the
boyz with the O's
The old school pro's in the strip club
Make my music for the boyz with the O's
The old school pro's in the strip club
Verse 6
I keep white keep purp like a crayon box
Ay, and got a nice whipped
game and I can't lie
Shit I could cook coke on a camp fire
Verse 7
If I can't move it then I'm a call Tony yo
I let the bullets from my gun spread
Sippin' hard while you down
on the corn bread
Verse 8
Hit the pot like a Edward
and bought 8 bricks
Yup, in my white tee so you
know I keep it white
Verse 9
And I keep green like a traffic light
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Ebm
Eb
Make my music for
the boyz with the O's
Verse 10
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Gb
Eb
Yo pimpin', you know who
it be its B.U.N to the little be
One hundred and one percent
gangsta check my pedigree
Movin' through yo' city like
a muthafuckin' mayor
Hate on me nigga like I
muthafuckin' care
Verse 11
got the streets in a head lock
A head busta piece so heads up
I keep the lead cocked
Sellin' mo yayo than you
could stuff in a bread box
And I'm a keep on pushin'
even when the fed's flop
Verse 12
I stand up fo' the hood
I'm holdin' down the underground
just like a nigga should
U- G- K and D- F- B we
do it fo' the block
Dem d boyz in the trap holdin'
work keepin' it cocked
It don't stop
Verse 13
servin' j's
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Eb
The bitches in the club shakin' ass fo the pay,
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Eb
Fo' the ones one the block,
Fo' the ones that'll knock ya
Verse 14
fo' the thugs
And the bitches in the hood
on erry type of drug
Shipped across the border
from purp to the cola
I hustle spreewells like fa
three ten and molders
Verse 15
keep a couple handguns
Chopper in the trunk and they
keep one in the head son
Bun is out the test you wanna test son
My motive is to kill a nigga shoot
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