This is a dedication motherfucker This is Gangsta Grillz you bastards Nigga we bussin and bussin To the banga bus No we don't run for the olympics But the flame's with us I got that 'tussin That scummy and the angel dust So pick you high I will supply And correct changes, what's up We bring the bus in We bussin, like this thang's for us You niggas is sleeveless man You can't hang with us I got a bitch who speaks spanglish She keep her bangels danglin' In the cocaine thats right up her anus Old Wayne is right up in the spot Like he's supposed to be! Got hova at the game And now he coachin' me! But I been the champion Happy as I ever been Lampin' in the Hamptons like What the fuck is a hammock? The chef up in the kitchen like What the fuck is a sammich? I'm like we need to find middle ground We need balance Challenge me, that'd be to my advantage I'm outstandin' like standin' outside Up in the twister and walkin' Not damaged Standin' outside up in the blizzard And walkin' hot handed Servin' nickle bags in Iraq Bet I will not panic Swerve the nickle black if I wreck Bet I will not panic Cop another one the next day And drive it crazier The seat to be lazier Shit'll be gravier Need a serifine of my girls So then I baby her Waving her at two crazy Fugazez I'm too brazy Three brazies deep We got 380's and P80's Nice 9's, M10's M1's and 12 Gauges Shell casings Money put up for jail cases Bail making My momma say Tuck your chain son! They'll take it I hit her with one of them stale faces Like, I'll be damned mama They know who I am mama I'm still your little boy But to them I'm the man mama Fuck with your boy man Hollygrove the hood nigga Throw it in your face 'Till you get that understood
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