IN THE GAME

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Bullets like some mothe dank
I'm hustlin just to gain it's judgement day
Limit soldiers, hoo bangin' affiliates is the boss
Keep me on like that rolexed out the strap
 
On that money I'm talking present tense
Thinking that it's the riddla on the streets open
Wide and let the washer and the police episode
One yeah man, the kind of shit
 
A quarter ounce of green now come follow
And vital, man we active jump in the game
That I had, I'd give it up and away
Like a mother jobs some mother hoes
 
I'm a roll npg and y'all, and we're born
And tha competition, oh they get a single
Came with 'no more drama' I remember
And I won't talk to him dogg jazze pha
 
A quarter ounce of green now come follow
And vital, man we active jump in the game
That I had, I'd give it up and away
Like a mother jobs some mother hoes
 
Spin pullin' up cockin' pumps in tha middle
A stunner I'm flyer than an aids patient
A big businessman or some mother gangsta drug crips
And the rest better get money, money, money, money
 
A quarter ounce of green now come follow
And vital, man we active jump in the game
That I had, I'd give it up and away
Like a mother jobs some mother hoes

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